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Threesome Part 1

nother day, another text from me. It tells you to be waiting outside your work and to wear something sexy as I have a treat for you tonight. So there you are waiting, you’ve already got a surprise for me, your knickers are in your bag. When the car pulls up you don’t recognise it, it’s not the one I normally drive and then you see me. But I’m getting out of the passenger side. Always the gentlemen, well not always, I open the back door for you. The driver could be my brother. He’s tall like me, same fair hair and blue eyes. He turns with a smile to introduce himself.

“Hi, I’m Gav. Robs mate. I’m here for a short holiday so I looked him up. He suggested we all go out. Hope you don’t mind ” Read more »

Exploring my BFF : Another collab with u/chen969… Thank you so much for working with me again <3 My very first lesbian story…

“Oh you’re here!”, my best friend, Joy exclaims as she opens the door. I smile and let my eyes take her in. Her bright eyes seem to twinkle. Long dark lashes that graze those lovely high cheekbones when she blinks. Her soft lips stretched into that familiar grin. Her long dark hair piled messily onto her head, leaving her broad shoulders bare. Her breasts, rounded and perky; they look like they would fit the palm of my hand perfectly. Her nipples visible through her thin shirt as they pebble in the cool night’s air. She’s wearing shorts, so her long legs are left bare.

She clears her throat, snapping me out of my reverie. 

“Are you going to come in?”

“Right”

I follow her into the house, and I’m greeted warmly by her parents. I’ve known them for so long we’re practically family. 

“She’s my friend not yours”, Joy tells her parents. They laugh as she pushes me impatiently toward her bedroom.  Read more »

Bored and Ignored

There are a lot of hot women in the world, and like so many others, I like to look at them. I like to imagine feeling their soft lips linger on mine just before they begin to dance their way out of their clothes and into the bed. I like to watch them play with themselves and pretend they’re putting on a show for just me. Tonight, that’s how the mood struck me.

While my husband was preoccupied with video games, I start to tease myself, running my fingers lightly over my stomach and across my thighs, then down to my panties. I trace the skin above my panty line, silently willingly him to look at me; to join me, but he never does. I wet my fingers with my mouth and stick my hand in my pants. The first few movements are slow as I work out how I want to be touched, and once I have it, I start furiously rubbing my clit; my movements are no longer gentle.

My mind begins to wander away from the sexy girls with perfect breasts and soft bodies; their job is done. My imagination takes over and a scene begins to play out in my mind. My hand pauses, for the briefest moment, as my body adjusts to the sweet sensations. Read more »

Best homecoming I ever had

After 8 months of being shot at in Ramadi, im finally home. My girlfriend “Dear Johnned” me two months into the rotation (I’m not bitter, YOU’RE bitter) so I really don’t have much going on now that I’m home except go to the handful of bars around base, the problem with that is that I can’t go to any of them without running into at least 12 people I went to highschool with. (I grew up in Tacoma and I ended up being stationed here after my first deployment)

I walk into my usual bar and run into the usual people, some from highschool, some from up on post.
I do my best to avoid eye contact as I walk to the bar.
“Jameson on the rocks, please” I say to the bartender
“Wow, you’ve really moved up from those wine coolers in my basement, hopefully you don’t throw up this time”
I look up and really take a close look at the bartender,
It’s Katelyn Hillbrook wearing a smirk. (she was one of my friends in middleschool, me and some other kids used to go drink in her basement.)

“How long are you gonna throw that one in my face?”
I ask with a grin. Read more »

So this happened Part 1

We had spoken, online, for a few weeks. It started pretty casually – I don’t think either of us thought much of anything would come from it. It started out with simply an occasional kind and supportive word exchanged relating to the dead bedrooms we both had at home. We both did our best, worked hard, and tried everything, but were, ultimately, lonely and craving physical and emotional connections.

As we got a bit more comfortable with each other, we exchanged a few pictures. It was devious and wrong in so many ways, but it just felt so good to feel like somebody out there found me even the slightest bit – dare I say it – sexy. A lackluster sex life at home, especially when you have a an unenthusiastic partner, is the ultimate ego destroyer. And our conversations restored a little of that confidence that had been sucked away, bit by bit, over the years. Read more »

So this happened – thanks to Reddit (1)

We had spoken, online, for a few weeks. It started pretty casually – I don’t think either of us thought much of anything would come from it. It started out with simply an occasional kind and supportive word exchanged relating to the dead bedrooms we both had at home. We both did our best, worked hard, and tried everything, but were, ultimately, lonely and craving physical and emotional connections.

As we got a bit more comfortable with each other, we exchanged a few pictures. It was devious and wrong in so many ways, but it just felt so good to feel like somebody out there found me even the slightest bit – dare I say it – sexy. A lackluster sex life at home, especially when you have a an unenthusiastic partner, is the ultimate ego destroyer. And our conversations restored a little of that confidence that had been sucked away, bit by bit, over the years. Read more »

Gentleman Giant [Part 4][OC][M/F][female perspective][non-fiction]

Thanks for reading! This is part 4. Don’t forget to check out the first 3 parts of this story. All feedback is appreciated!

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I felt his cock growing harder behind me, pressing between my thighs. His hand grabbed my hip, pulling me closer to him as he rocked his hips towards me. His cock glided along my pussy and down the back of my thighs. I moaned encouragingly.

“You think you can make me cum again?” I asked, desperately hoping he’d enter me right then and there. I was ready for him.

His pace quickened. The hand that was grabbing my hip moved down between my legs and landed right on my wet clit. His fingers pressed together, the flat surface rubbing my clit in circles roughly.

He growled into my ear between the rough kisses on the back of my shoulder. “Is that what you want?”

“Yes sir” I moaned quietly, arching my back towards him.

“I…” I quietly trailed off, stopping myself. “I want you to fuck me” I said almost inaudibly, perhaps asking for permission. I repeated myself, more confidently this time “I want you to fuck me”. Read more »

Gentleman Giant [Part 4][OC][M/F][female perspective][non-fiction]

Thanks so much for reading! This is part 4 of the series. All feedback is appreciated!

Please check out the other parts:

[Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/nt3ojb/gentleman_giant_mftindercasual_encounters/)

[Part 2](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/ntw54o/gentleman_giant_part_2mfocnonfictionfemale/)

[Part 3](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/nunthk/gentleman_giant_part_3ocmffemale_perspectiveoral/)

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I felt his cock growing harder behind me, pressing between my thighs. His hand grabbed my hip, pulling me closer to him as he rocked his hips towards me. His cock glided along my pussy and down the back of my thighs. I moaned encouragingly.

“You think you can make me cum again?” I asked, desperately hoping he’d enter me right then and there. I was ready for him.

His pace quickened. The hand that was grabbing my hip moved down between my legs and landed right on my wet clit. His fingers pressed together, the flat surface rubbing my clit in circles roughly.

He growled into my ear between the rough kisses on the back of my shoulder. “Is that what you want?”

“Yes sir” I moaned quietly, arching my back towards him.

“I…” I quietly trailed off, stopping myself. “I want you to fuck me” I said almost inaudibly, perhaps asking for permission. I repeated myself, more confidently this time “I want you to fuck me”. Read more »

My Notes (Chapter 2) [Fdom] [FM] [Feet] [Str8] [PIV] [Cun] [Denial]

My Notes
Erotic fiction by A. Bond

Topics: Male/female heterosexual, foot fetish, bored/ignored, cunnilingus, PIV
Tags: [Fdom] [FM] [Feet] [Str8] [PIV] [Cun]

Chapter 2: A reveal

# Night Review
After the night where she’d pegged me and then teased and masturbated in front of me just to then leave me harder than a statue it was a few days before we got to talk about the experience. I’d gone to my notebook and folded down multiple pages the next day: Be denied the opportunity to orgasm; get to watch her masturbate right in front of me; taste her off of a toy/strapon; be peed on in the shower.

“Are we going to talk about the other night sometime?” I asked her when we both weren’t too busy.

“Sure, what?” a soft answer.

“Well, it was great for me – I just wasn’t sure what you thought about it all. I know some of that is newer to you and just; I don’t know.”

She shrugged as if this new branching of her willingness and confidence was nothing at all to her. “Guess I was just in the right mood and thought you might like it.” Read more »

Embrace of the Goddess Chapter 8 [FF] [Fantasy] [Mind Control] [Corruption]

Chapter 8: Rella & The High Priestess

Iriel

Iriel managed to dismiss Zara and the other naiads from her chamber without a snarl. Barely. She raised a hand and pinched her fingers, pulling away from her body like she caught a stray hair. As she pulled, the sweat crept off her body, following the motion of her fingers. She flung the sweat against the wall and stepped into her bath chamber.

The mirror was still covered.

Iriel grabbed a brush and straightened out her hair. She sighed as she smoothed out the first knot. She didn’t mind the pain. Pain was purifying. Over and over, she pulled at the thick and wavy black hair she’d been cursed with by Maloth and smoothed it out. It was annoying to do it without a mirror, but that just meant she had to double and triple check each spot. It meant more brush strokes which meant less time having to do anything else, like sitting at that stupid desk. Read more »