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My [F]irst anal creampie from a stranger in [M]exico

So for the context, I’m a 26 years old mexican girl, I’m 5’2, with perky 32B tits, a fairly athletic body and a nice ass. I have shoulder-length black hair, brown eyes and I’m from the coast, so my skin’s always tanned and I live mostly in bikini.

A few years ago, I was working at a hotel in a beach town of Mexico. Small hotel, the focus being placed on having very cute rooms and excellent customer service. I was working a the reception, so my job was to welcome guests, process their reservations, take them to their rooms and be helpful and resourceful during the length of their stay.

One day, enters a very handsome guy. Caucasian, long brown surfer hair, square jaw and shoulders. He was wearing a tropical shirt with chino pants, his duffle bag in one hand. He spoke really good spanish, but I could hear he was french from his accent. I introduced myself and he did the same. At first it was very normal and professionnal, but I could feel he was staring at me and ogling my body. He had a lot of charisma, so I started to sweat, his presence was kind of intimidating. I then proceeded to take him to his room and left him there. Read more »

A Vignette in Bondage and Domination

*dedicated to a redditor for whom I came up with this fantasy*

First, before the session even starts, I will tell you exactly what you should be wearing. The outer layer would be a half sari and a low cut sleeveless blouse. The sari is sheer, with anything covered by less than two layers of cloth being visible. Underneath that you wear a lace or satin thong and a sheer bra set.

I first ask you to stand still in front of me. And then, I would walk around you, admiring your feminine curves from a distance.

The room is relatively cold. As I walk around you, you feel your nipples stiffen. At this point, you can’t be sure if that’s just the cold, or the shiver of anticipation.

The next thing I do, after a few minutes of staring, is approach you from the back. I gently rest the tip of my finger on the exposed left side of your midriff. Next, my nail gently bites into your skin. It’s slightly cold, sending a tingle to your nipples, and to your pussy.

I release the pressure, and start walking around you, gliding that finger around your exposed midriff. Read more »

The time I [F] sort of had a 3some.

I’ll start this by saying this was not recently. I’ve held of posting this for a long long time because some parts of this part of my life I’m not super proud of. Was it fun? Absolutely.. was anyone really hurt? Not that they know of. Could it be perceived by some as immoral? Most definitely.

I’ll just get started here though. Back in college, I met a guy, we can call him David. We met in 1st year actually, we were in the same course. We sat at the back together. We didn’t talk much, we just shared notes.. talked in the few min before class, and then would go on our way after. He was cute. Probably about 6ft tall, blonde hair blue eyes.. in decent shape, not too skinny, not fat.. but not a jock either. Kinda nerdy really. We never really talked about personal stuff.. just mostly commented on people watching, like I said.. mostly just before class started. Read more »

Chained and Spanked Mother, Ch. 9 [inc, M/s, BDSM, slow, mdom, spank, rough, oral]

Chained and Spanked Mother, by DiscipleN

. . . a fan prequel to Kathy Andrews’ 1984, raunchy novel, “Chained and Spanked Sister” . . .

Chapter 9

Robert told his mother to dress, while they ran to let their sister in. They stuck out their tongues after telling her, she was in trouble.

Peggy stormed in, ignoring her brother’s insults. The reason she ditched class was to meet a boy at the far end of the school grounds. He was a handsome jock who promised to make her feel good, but all he did was sniff her panties and tell her to suck his cock! She thought about biting it but marched away without a backward glance. Someday, she would find a boy who could realize her secret fantasy. Until then, she’d suffer grounding and extra chores. Her parents couldn’t stop her search for erotic satisfaction.

That night, her mother ripped into her, in front of her father, promising to send her to a boarding school! Peggy had never felt such malice from her mother. It was like her mother had taken anger pills. Her brothers sat quietly, somehow more content and righteous than ever. Being sent to bed without supper was a relief from their smug presences! Read more »

(Bi) (mmf) How I met Bill and Lindsey

It was ten years ago. I placed an ad on Craigslist. This was back when they still had the personals section. I placed an ad looking for a date the night before my birthday. I was looking specifically for out of town married men who could be closeted bi/gay. And that was how I might Billy. I was living in Chicago at the time. Billy was in town for two months. At 52, he was a retired army general and now worked as a civilian private contractor. He was married for over 25 years and have two grown daughters. He was open to the idea of meeting a young bisexual Asian male, looking for a married man to celebrate a birthday after the stroke of midnight. We exchanged lots emails, a few pics and quickly spoke on the phone. He had a soft comforting voice when we spoke. He was the kind of man I’m familiar with. A man that knew he was gay all his life, but did the act of what straight men had to do. So he enlisted in the military once he turned 18. He married a woman because that’s what straight men do. We agreed to meet at his hotel room first and later head to our dinner reservation. Read more »

A True Hotwifing Story: Vixey and the Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Birthday [FM]

*Disclaimer: All names and identifying factors have been changed to protect my stallions.

Don’t let the title fool you. There were some definite ups to my night (wink wink). But I also feel it’s prudent not to sugarcoat things. Fantasy is not reality and as hopefully seen, I’m here to write reality.

The day had already started out bad. It was one bad news and situation after another but I was determined to make the best of my night. Looking forward to my time with Armando.

So let’s start with the hotel. My husband and I had gambled on a new place we had not yet scoped out because the holiday season had swallowed up our preferred sleeping sites. Unfortunately, it wasn’t in the best shape. No problem. I could adapt and if Armando wanted something else, he was free to arrange something else.

I think it’s important to note that I had built up a lot of expectation. This may not have been fair but I couldn’t really help it after our time in the truck and his hints at a birthday surprise. I texted him that I arrived early, hoping for a repeat of our prior hotel rendevouz. He couldn’t. He was getting ready for the holiday event. Read more »

What’s going through my mind, when I’m on display… [F]

There’s something about this [bar scene](https://www.reddit.com/r/vsmpx/comments/a2zw39/my_stranger_fantasy/) that is really appealing to me. With the high heels, lingerie, skimpy dress, I feel that I’m put on display for everybody to look and even gawk at. To be on this stage, in this ultra feminine gender role, pandering towards all these men is really erotic and sensual. To put it bluntly, I’m objectified and I love it.

This perception, objectification and judging gives me such energy. I feed off the attention and ultimately my sex drive and desires are only exacerbated. An analogy is when a superior athlete is ‘in the zone’ and has an opportunity for a game winning play. His natural talent, experience, training and skills are only enhanced in that moment. For me, when I’m at the bar and fulfilling my natural slut role in society, I’m ‘in the zone’. This role and sexuality then carries over in my ‘regular’ life.

Being judged as this bimbo slut and as an object is so rewarding for me. The type of attention and degradation feeds into my need to please. You know how many women say that being a mother or community volunteer is so rewarding in their life? For me, and this may sound perverse, being judged, compared, shown off, displayed, and objectified is equally as rewarding. Read more »

Chasing Anna: Day 6

[Day 1 Morning](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/a7dbyr/chasing_anna_day_1_morning_mf_nosex_slow_start/)

[Day 1 Evening](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/a7nt69/chasing_anna_day_1_evening_mf_noncon_slow_start/)

[Day 2](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/a7yh3x/chasing_anna_day_2/)

[Day 3](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/a8bh57/chasing_anna_day_3/)

[Day 4](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/admmc8/chasing_anna_day_4/)

[Day 5](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/aeadmo/chasing_anna_day_5/)

# Day 6

Anna’s sleep was troubled, The visions of the past 5 days played over and over, a girl running, being caught, held down, fucked roughly, The cock stretching her virginal tunnel painfully as she struggled, then succumbing to her captor. Just like every other girl she had watched, by the end the girl was embracing her rapist, pushing back against the cock violating her, urging him deeper. She watched in the dream as the girl turned towards her just as her attacker came. Anna saw her own face, looking back at her. The belly of her doppelganger swelled as the torrent of cum flowed into her. The girl wearing her face bend over, now gravid with child, begging her mate to take her again. Milk filled breasts swaying as she accepted the father of her child over and over.

*No!* She thought, *No, no, no, no i won’t, I won’t accept it.* Read more »

Looking for someone to write me a story…

Hey there, I’m looking for someone to write me a custom story based on my characters and situations I come up with.

This will be purely fantasy based and details can be discussed further with interested parties! :)

Sorry its so vague, I’m just putting some feelers out and I’m not sure if this is even something thats done often in this sub. If not, if anyone can point me in the right direction I would appreciate it!

Thanks, Brian