[MFM] Philosophy and first time sharing (long)

This will get a bit lengthy (sorry). I’ve always been very casual about sex. It’s something that feels good. Sure there is love making. An intimate sharing of each other. Then there’s sex when you both just want to cum. Then there’s FUCKING where both sides just let their inner animal go and it’s great. But I’m also a one woman man type of guy.

The first time my wife and I were together sexually was when she was 18. She had the normal amount of hook ups for a girl of her age (three guys before me) so she was a little shy and a little reticent at first. But really got into it before the weekend ended.

Over the five years we’ve been together I’ve managed to knock a lot of the social stigmas that I don’t believe in out of her head with calm rational reason. Sex is natural and fun but Western Society puts such a damn stigma on a woman enjoying sex and multiple partners (more on that later)

Daughter Fixation [warning – rape] [noncon] [incest] [F/d] [M/F] [somnophilia]

I opened the door to my daughter’s room. My raging hard on threatened to burst from my shorts. I knew I wasn’t supposed to be in there, not least to do what I had planned. But I couldn’t help it. My fantasies about my gorgeous teenage daughter were taking control of me. I was spiralling. I searched her room. I just wanted to find something sexual. Anything that pointed towards my sweet baby girl having grown into a sexual being.

Her body certainly had. Her young tits had developed to be even bigger than her mother’s. Perkier too. I knew that from all the times at the beach when I could hardly take my eyes off them. Sunglasses were ideal for perving at her glorious body. Her arse was ridiculous too. It had become so popular with young girls to train hard on their bums in the gym. Luckily for me, my daughter was no exception.

I knew his friend was watching us [fm]

I went out for drinks with my fwb a couple of days ago and we ended up getting pretty drunk. It was a great time, but at one point it went from flirty to touchy and we knew we had to get out of there before we ended up in the bathroom stall haha I tend to get extra frisky when I’ve had a few drinks :)

We finally got back to his place after a very flirty and hot Uber ride. Also pretty sure the driver saw me slide off my panties from under my skirt and hand them to my fwb haha ooops. I was drunk, horny and wanted to show him how wet he was getting me… it definitely turned him on because as soon as we were through his door he took me right to the couch. He sat down and put me right on top of him, straddling his lap. I could feel how hard he was through his pants. I had on a bit of tight skirt and could feel his bulge perfectly, especially since I had already lost my panties.

[question] fantasy erotic with story

Are there any erotic stories that doesnt focus only on sex but on a great story as well?
Like for example, a story that reads like harry potter or the wheel of time series of robert jordan.
There is drama, battle, fantasy, all sorts of stuff but with erotic parts in there too?

[story proposal] Masturbation Conference in New York 2020

Masturbation Conference in New York 2020

Hello, I have a new project in the works! Well, it is not really a conference but a fantasy story about the conference.

I want to make a webpage & poster for this “masturbation conference”

I need ideas to make it look as real as possible.

What topics would speakers present? What companies would sponsor it? What events would happen at the conference?

I have some naughty ideas and will write up a story tomorrow about this topic. Let me know any ideas…

The Quiet Stud [MF] [Oral]

“What’s with that guy in the corner?”

“I don’t know. He’s been working here for years and he’s barely said a word.”

“I’m not sure what to make of him. Word is he’s a bit of a recluse.”

“I hear he has issues…as in, issues that require medication, therapy, and a social worker.”

“I hear he’s just plain fucking weird.”

Hellen Hyland snickered to herself as she heard that all-too-familiar conversation unfold. The company had just had its biweekly meeting. As the young paralegal tasked with handing the boring paperwork, she knew how to fade into the background while the overpaid, overdressed executives discussed the business of the day. However, it was often after the meeting ended that the more interesting conversations emerged.

A frequent subject of those conversations was Terry Rhinehart, the overly quiet man in the neatly-pressed suits who rarely said a word. He rarely had to, for the most part. He was an accountant with the finance department. Much of his day centered around staring at spreadsheets, crunching numbers, and balancing the books. By all accounts, he did that job very well. In fact, Terry might have been the only employee that the director hadn’t yelled at all year.

The Witch’s Apprentice (Part 3) [Magic] [MF] [Femdom] [Masturbation] [Handjob] [Loving] [Fantasy]

((For those who missed it, here is [Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/bpqrk6/the_witchs_apprentice_part_1_magic_ffm_femdom/) and [Part 2](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/bprqmh/the_witchs_apprentice_part_2_femdom_fantasy_magic/)))

**The Witch’s Apprentice**

**Part 3**

Despite everything that had happened, Markov went to bed that night filled, not with anxiety, but excitement. Cipher had always had a way of doing that to her, turning her apprehension into curiosity. Perhaps she had been a fool to hold that aspect of herself at arm’s length. She encouraged and nurtured the lives and loves and passions of her clients, but she had carefully buried her own. Messera Cynthia would have scolded her.

The incubus’ charm meant that she slept well and deep, with sweetly erotic dreams, and she woke in a light mood with the sun. Gaavi was nowhere to be seen, but that didn’t surprise her. Normally he would be up before her, cleaning and doing any preparatory work that needed doing and then making her coffee and breakfast, but after last night, she guessed that he would be hiding, dreading seeing her face to face. She would have to move gently, she realised, as she brewed the coffee herself and took two cups to his door.

Softly, she knocked.

The Witch’s Apprentice (part 2) [femdom] [fantasy] [magic] [voyeurism] [MF] [M]

((For those who missed it, here is [Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/bpqrk6/the_witchs_apprentice_part_1_magic_ffm_femdom/)))

**The Witch’s Apprentice**

**Part 2**

Katherine Markov was writing, the heavy book splayed on her knees as she sat cross-legged on the massive, comfortable armchair in the corner of her library. Typically, she would have done this work in the study, but the events of a few days ago still lingered in the air there. She blamed the succubus, of course, for planting the seed of desire in her mind for the boy. This didn’t feel like a passing fancy – it felt like *fire.* Gritting her teeth, she forced herself to reread the sentence she had just finished. *Just keep out of his way*, she told herself. The spell would fade. Her desire would wane. It always did.

“Sweet Kat…” A voice came to her from the bookshelves. “Has it been so long that you can’t tell the difference between a flight of fancy and genuine curiosity?”

“Good evening Cipher,” she muttered without looking up.

***

The time I [M] did a rubdown on this crazy [F] chick

I was fresh out of Massage therapy school, passed the exams, had that precious license in hand. I ran the ads, waited for the money to roll in, all of the ads for the college read “work when you want, as much as you want.” So, I expected clients to call.

They didn’t, it was two full weeks before I got my first client, a chubby 50 year old housewife with a bad back. I finally built up to having three regular clients, plus a few one timers, and was working in a parts store to make enough money to eat. Part of my problem was that I didn’t want to work with men, at first I actually did but after seeing a few erections slide out from under the drapes I got turned off on them.

Of course my work was completely legitimate, the college did a good job of explaining that any nudity beyond what was “normal” or any improper touch and there would go the expensive license plus off to jail. The real world of the massage profession and the image the ads designed to get us in school were two completely different things. Needless to say, I was getting discouraged.

The Witch’s Apprentice (Part 1) [Magic] [FFM] [Femdom] [Gentle] [Loving] [Fantasy]

**The Witch’s Apprentice**

**Part 1**

Lady Markov had come down from her chamber to find her small, comfortable library swept and tidied, sunlight streaming in from the windows and kissing the spines of the books. It had been several months since she had taken on the apprentice, and though she had been reluctant to open her home to a stranger – likely a curious and intrusive presence – she couldn’t help but admit that she could have done a hell of a lot worse. It was because of him that she now had the time to linger by the window in the morning sun, gazing out over Tempaton without a thousand tasks demanding her attention.

She smelt coffee and looked up to see the boy descending the staircase from the tiny kitchen they both shared. Markov was one of three magic practitioners that served the people of Tempaton. The stipend she received from the university was only just comfortable. In exchange, she provided a service to the local people and conducted research for the university. It meant she could afford the tower close to the waterfront, which included her chambers, a small study, the boy’s room, the cramped kitchen, and this, her library – still comparatively small but taking the up the majority of space in the tower.