I gave my boyfriend a very sexy surprise before he left for boot camp. [MF]

Hey guys! I’ve looked on this sub Reddit for a while and never thought I would post anything. I thought I might give it a shot and hopefully it doesn’t fail miserably! Lemme know what you guys think.

A little background info. I am 19 and female. He is 19 and male. We started dating in high school. I’ll refer to him as Tyler for the story. I am a 120 lbs. 5’3 with dirty blonde hair. I have a pretty big ass and thighs with smaller tits. Tyler is a humongous man. Not fat. Just huge. He’s 6’3 and 270 lbs. He is a big gym rat too. He is jacked and makes me look like a dwarf haha.

We spent the summer of 2021 in my small small small cowboy/hick town. I was going to continue school at my university and he decided he was going to join the Army National Guard so he could pay for college. Unfortunately for him to join, he had to attend the 10 ioohweek boot camp in which we would not be able to speak hardly at all. So before he left I wanted to make sure he was gonna come back to me *wink wink*.

Family Tradition Pt.3 [M/M/M/F/F/F/F]

*Yes,* [part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/qxn898/family_tradition_mf/) *and* [part 2](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/qy1cs4/family_tradition_pt2_mmmffff/) *over here. I recommend you to read them first. Enjoy your wank.*
After our afternoon orgy was finished dad and mom went to the kitchen to prepare some food. The rest of the family just stayed in the living room, to hand out with each other. Or better said, to argue about what to watch on TV.

Sis and I prepared the dinner table. We put on the good porcelain. But some fancy Christmas decoration on the table. To make it all look nice. After we were done, dinner was ready too. So we called in the rest of the family. Enjoyed some great food – dad just is an awesome cook – and had some nice conversation. And a drink, or two.

After we all had eaten more than enough, sis and I put away the dishes and the leftover food. We put some snacks on the table and some bottles of wine. We kept on talking, and drinking. And things got naughty pretty fast.

The Queen’s Harem : Chapter 3 [BDSM, Femdom, Group Play, MSub POV]

There is always something relaxing in washing dishes I’ve found. Maybe it’s the simple repetitiveness of it, the sound of water ringing against the metal pots, or maybe just soaking your hands in the hot water. But this time my mind could neither focus or let go. I dried my hands and removed my only bit of modesty of an apron. Hanging it up I sat on a stool and nervously awaited to hear my fate.

All my hopes hung on a plate of filet mignon, mashed potatoes, roasted vegetables and a Dessert of rich New York Cheesecake. There I sat alone with only my racing thoughts. “Why is this taking so long? Why am I even here? Did he mean it when he said I’d have to live here? This is all nuts, I’ve got to g..” Suddenly the door opened, snapping me back to reality.

Amnesia Was The Best Thing To Happen To My GF [M/F/F/F/F] Part 45

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=== ***Bella*** ===

He ran his hands up and down my back and ass while we kissed, enjoying each other’s company and warmth. I felt a finger run under the waistband of my thong as his hand moved left and right. A finger from the right hand reached down and slowly played with my pussy through the fabric.

With his cock poking up and thumping against me, I reached down and rubbed his thick head with my left hand while my right slide up and down the shaft. Eventually my left hand went and stroked him as well.

I slid down between his knees while Alana and Roxxy moved to his side, each kissing him longingly as I take his head into my mouth. I think I’ve gotten a little bit used to his size by now, or maybe his big head stretched my mouth out as well. But in any case, I can give him a proper blowwy now.

[MF] I gave my Tinder hookup a bloody nose and then she ate my ass

Scroll down to the line for sex stuff if you want to skip the backstory.

Hi, this is a story about my first Tinder hookup which happened a few weeks ago. This is my first time writing on here so please feel free to comment or message any feedback you have about my writing or story.

To start, let me describe myself, I’m Clark, which is not my real name, just a nickname a few people at work call me because they think I look like Clark Kent. I’m in my early 20s, am 6ft tall, ~195 pounds, and work out very frequently. I have black hair, wear thick glasses, and have an average penis.

I live in a large city and have been struggling to meet women since the graduating school during the pandemic. Like many others, I have been frequenting online dating apps in order to meet strangers in order to fix this. Unfortunately, online dating is the worst possible way to meet strangers. Most hot girls have quite literally thousands of options and receive too many messages to keep track of and most men have to act in the most over-the-top outlandish way to get the attention of a girl.

Jen’s University Chronicles Part 9-Losing it with Emily [F/F]

Hey everyone! Sorry for the delay posting, Emily and I made the drive back to campus and had to start getting settled back in today…more posts coming soon but just the 1 tonight. For those of you that have messaged us (yes, Emily is on this account too), we truly appreciate your feedback and we read every single comment and message. We are up for chatting with you about anything and everything, just 1, no sexting and 2, no you can’t see pics. She represents a D1 University on an athletic scholarship and we are both pursuing professional careers in the spring after graduation, so no pics to pair with our descriptive sexual escapades.

Without further ado, how we lost our collective lesbian virginity. I hope you enjoy! ♡Jen

My Sister’s Best Friend Asked Me to Explain Teabagging, So I Showed Her [M/F]

“What the hell are you doing?”

I looked up from my late-night round of video games to see Kiera staring at the living room TV with an amused grin. “Is your controller broken or something?”

I had just killed an enemy player for the third time that match, and I was vigorously teabagging.

“Um … it’s … complicated,” I stammered. I felt my face blush and get hot at the thought of having to explain to my sister’s hottest friend that I was repeatedly putting my character’s testicles on a dead person.

Kiera is Bethany’s “bff” and she often spends the night at our house when they were home on college break. She had come downstairs to the kitchen for a midnight plate of Thanksgiving leftovers. If I’m being completely honest, I had no problem with her interrupting my game.

I’ve had a crush on Kiera for a while now, but as Bethany’s nerdy “gamer brother” who just graduated from high school, I’ve accepted that I don’t have a chance with a university sophomore. Especially one who looks like Kiera.

Her parfume (F/M)

She’s standing in front of the mirror putting in her earrings when he appears behind her.

His body pressing up against hers, whispering in her ear “Don’t move.”

Their eyes are locked when he moves away her dark hair, exposing her neck. Trailing a finger from below her ear towards her collar bone. Goosebumps emerge all over her skin.

He takes a deep inhale while his hand trails up. “You know that perfume drives me crazy…” Closing his fingers gently around her throat. A smile forms across her lips.

“Turn around.” he commands “And kneel for me.”

She looks into his eyes while getting on the floor. Her tongue licking her bottom lip, knowing it turns him on even more.

He unbuckles his pants, his erection struggling to be freed. She takes over, stroking him through his boxers. Pulling the elastic band down so his cock bobs up and down infront of her face.

She takes his shaft into her hand, trailing his head across her lips. His hand gathers her hair into his fist, ready to control the motion.

Exhibitionism With [M]y [F]riend

Reuploading a few stories from my old deleted account before I start writing some new ones…

This one’s a little lighter on the kink side of things but is still one of my favorite memories. This was with a girl named Leah.

We had already been on one date where we had ended up back at my place. She was a little vanilla for my tastes, but very enthusiastic. And she had the best head game I think I’ve ever encountered. (It was a total body thing for her, she absolutely devoured my cock.)

After we fucked that first night, we lay staring up at the ceiling having the usual vague, sleepy post-sex conversations. In the course of the evening, I had used a couple restraints on her and a couple toys. Nothing that would qualify as bondage, but enough that she asked me about them afterwards

“So is that, like, your thing? Tying girls up?”

“Yeah, that’s my thing. What’s your thing?”

“I don’t have a thing.” She said, and went quiet. “Have you ever done anything in public?” She asked after a while.

I nodded. She grunted softly and drifted off to sleep.

The Old Flame

Zoe walked back and forth proudly throughout the room, serving drinks to the Masters and Mistresses gathered for the party. Every slave had a different job during the party: sex toy, cook, musician, urinal, masseuse, and the job Zoe had finally been trusted with, waitress. This party was the first time Zoe was given any job other than sex toy, and she was determined to make a good impression. So she walked as quickly as she could manage, her steps hampered by her high heels and the thin chain connecting her ankle cuffs, and did her best to provide the Masters and Mistresses with food and drink as quickly and efficiently as she could.

In addition to the heels, Zoe was wearing fishnet stockings attached to a garter belt and a black corset that left her breasts free for the Masters and Mistresses to enjoy. Attached to the corset was a wooden serving tray with two chains running up and connecting to her pierced nipples. The chains were tight and any weight on the tray or movement would cause pain as the chains tugged on her. Zoe didn’t care, the pain reminded her she had moved past being just another naked and groveling girl crawling on the floor, that she had served her own Master faithfully enough to be trusted with more.