[M/F] Perfect Fit

“Just need work shirts?” you ask as we step off the escalator.

“Yeah, and maybe a pair of pants too.” We move through the department store, filing past clothing racks and shelves of folded pants. “I’ll trust your judgement. My normal clothes are band shirts and flip flops. My fashion sense sucks.”

You laugh. “So that’s why you brought me along?”

I shrug, “Yeah, I don’t know what looks good on me…aside from you that is.”

You shoot me a knowing glance, then continue down the aisle. I follow behind, my attention torn between the hanging shirts and your beautiful body, hidden under a playful sundress. I walk up behind you, wrapping one arm around your waist and nibbling slightly on your ear. You smile, closing your eyes and turning your head toward me.

“Save that for later..”

I smile, releasing you, but not before gently brushing my hand across your pussy.

“On second thought, why don’t you grab a few more things and I’ll get us a changing room.”

Distractions

We sit lazily on the couch, a blanket wrapped around us and the soft glow of the TV sitting on the other side of the room. What started as a weekly event to spend a few hours together after work turned into an almost daily interaction. We both needed to unwind most days, and often found ourselves drifting through various streaming queues looking for something to watch. We soon learned the lower number of stars the better, as we could spend as much time talking about our days as paying attention to the dreck that was unfolding in front of us without feeling as though we missed a crucial plot point.

Outside the rain came down in sheets, slamming into the window pane. Thunder rolled off in the distance, occasionally getting close enough to sound like more than a passing truck. We lived in an old house in an old neighborhood, modernized slightly with the addition of a screened in porch. The unfortunate downside to living in an old house with a lot of “character” was dealing with unreliable power. We knew it was only a matter of time before…

*Pop!*

I just found out I can squirt like the Bellagio Fountain

A mind-blowing, messy weekend of firsts

This weekend was one for the books, y’all. By Friday, boyfriend had been edging for days and was planning to have me suck his cock as soon as he arrived. It didn’t pan out because I teased him so much he got blue balls and had to cum, and because my former neighbor-with-benefits unexpectedly showed up at my door right after he arrived. So instead of sucking my beloved’s cock, we had a slightly awkward beer with a guy who once fucked me in the ass.
When my boyfriend left the room, he punched me in the arm and said “What the hell?! That is NOT who I thought you’d end up with!” I smiled coyly and said “Trust me, he’s not nearly as nice as he looks.”

My boyfriend *is* a ridiculously sweet guy, with a hot, but very nerdy vibe. And indeed, I did worry at first that he was going to be wayyyyyyyy too vanilla. But it turns out he can make me cum like no one else ever has. That’s not a diss on my late husband, who was amazing in the sack. But I figured some things out during two years of widowhood, and I’m ready to be uninhibited, vulnerable and open in a way I never was before.

The [f]irst girl I [m] fisted

I did not have many conquests in high school. I had exactly one long term girlfriend and then right at the end of senior year, I hooked up with another girl who I had been friends with for a while. In college this started to change. Even though I moved about 2 hours away for college, I kept in touch with some people from high school. Eventually, the conversations with one girl (Samantha, or Sam for short) turned a bit more relationship-y and sexual.

Fast forward a couple of weeks and we were informally dating. I had returned to my home town for a weekend and of course we decided to meet up. After hitting the movies and dinner, we went back to her home in town – no drinking or partying, we weren’t 21 yet so alcohol was something that had to be planned, rather than easily acquired.

Sam was very pretty. Her body was curvy, 5’6″, alabaster white soft skin, dark almost black wavy hair, gorgeous blue eyes. She had large, soft, milky breasts. Her hips were wide and her ass matched the rest of her. She wore more makeup than I usually like, but she took great care in it and honestly did a very good job.

Our First Date | Part 2 | The Sex

[Part 1: The Inspection](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/mw1typ/our_first_date_part_1_the_inspection/)

As I laid on the ground, he took off my thigh high socks. I had bought them, along with the rest of the outfit, immediately after he told me he has a weak spot for goth girls. This was a week prior to meeting each other for the fist time that day. “Let’s have another taste, shall we.” He pushed my legs far back. My knees to my chest, my feet dangling above my face. His tongue slid inside me, I felt the warmth of it through my entire body. Him stopping left me wanting for more… so much more. But it was time for me to work now.

He stood up and instructed me to get on my knees. “Take it off.” He said, pointing at his pants. While I struggled a bit with his belt, he had taken of his shirt. I pulled his pants down and looked up at him with questioning eyes. “Go on.” I took of his underwear and from underneath sprung an 18 cm dick, surrounded by smooth shaven skin. The shaft had a notable angle towards the left, his left. I felt nervous and excited, so I looked up at him again… waiting for his instruction. “Well…” He spoke. “You know what to do.” I did, but I was nervous I might have misunderstood, and I didn’t want to do anything wrong. So, I wanted him to say it aloud. “I don’t know what to do unless you tell me.”

Wet and wild [MF] [Audience]

Oliver was a very lucky guy. He had managed to get himself invited to an all girls party. Five smoking hot ladies in bikinis sat around him in the backyard. The host, Belle, was the one that Oliver had his eye on the most. She was a tall, skinny dirty blonde in a light blue bikini. Oliver had never seen her in a bikini before, but now that she was in one, Oliver could help but staring. A couple of the other girls noticed and giggled.

“Hey loverboy,” one of the girls, Tina, teased, “why don’t you quit staring at her and do something already. You’re grossing me out.”

“Yeah,” another girl, Gabbi, who had a few too many drinks tonight, chimed in, “eat her out or something!”

Oliver and Belle both turned red in embarrassment. “No… I wasn’t staring… was I?”

“You were,” Luna said bluntly.

“Were you really?” Belle asked Oliver. Oliver could’ve swore he saw a bit of a smirk grow across her lips.

“Maybe a little bit,” Olivier shyly admitted.

“Oooo… Someone’s in love,” Elaine giggled.

“I think he’s more horny than anything,” Luna said.

Never Told Anyone About Him, 25f

Okay a week after I turned 18 I met a wealthy poker player. He really liked me, and I wasn’t against the idea of being spoiled, so we started hanging. We never had sex ‐ tiny dick. But after a few dates, he started expressing his fantasies and his visions for our future together.
He was more of a voyeur. For those of you that don’t know, he wanted to watch me interact with guys and eventually fuck them – while he watches.
Let me tell you, I’m no square, okay? I love fucking. Probably more than most. But I hadn’t experienced more than a 4some at the time. And his initial suggestion was twice that many. With me as the only girl. More specifically, a gangbang.
At first, I was appalled by the idea. 8 guys? Using me like a toy? What?! How could he want to do that to me? So I thought for a while, and what initially set me off, was what pulled me back in. 8 guys? All here to use me? Imagine all the things they want to do to me…
After clearing up the details and golden price tag, we started making plans. He booked a room, and sent out my pic to all his gangbang buddies(cause apparently he does this enough to have friends that participate). They responded QUICKLY. 12 of them to be exact. I’ll be honest, 8 had me nervous, but the idea of 12 made me excited? I would be surrounded by cock. What a dream…
He insisted I be naked by the time our guests arrived, so I was. It definitely helped set the mood. Each guy that walked in was rock hard at the sight of my perky breasts, tight waist, & plump booty. They couldn’t wait to get their hands on me. Many of them undressing and stroking immediately after arriving. We all took a shot of crown royal, and announced the start of our event.
Seeing all their swollen cocks made my pussy hotter and wetter than I’d ever been. They started slow, sucking my titties, rubbing my clit, and putting their cocks in my hands. It felt amazing. The more I moaned, the more they took over me. Pushing their cocks in my mouth, pulling my nipples, and nearly fisting me. Before I knew it, there was a dick in every hole and in each hand.
I can’t explain the euphoria of being dp’d while being facefucked. The pressure of the swollen cock stretching my asshole against the pressure of my tight pussy being fucked was enough to make me explode.  I was creaming and squirting so much. I wanted to scream in pleasure, but the cock in my throat wouldn’t allow. Those 12 men fucked me & FUCKED ME for nearly 7 hours. Each of them taking their time using every one of my holes until they spilled their hot sticky cum all over my body. Half of them even doubled back.
By the time I had drained the last cock, I was painted like a Picasso. Milky cum dripping on me from head to toe. I felt so full and content, that I feel asleep whilst drenched in their sins. I didn’t mind the cum, but I did stick to the sheets a lot lolol.
After rising and cleaning myself up, I was rewarded with a $300 steak dinner for my obedience. Best steak I’ve ever had, but I was so swollen and tender that it was difficult to sit. He told me constantly how amazingly I performed at our event. And how he couldn’t wait for us to do bigger and better things. And he definitely meant bigger.
For 3 years we traveled and hosted events that only increased in attendance. Toppimg out at ~70 guys. He was good to me. And my insatiable drive just kept me going.
We’re still really great friends. But sometimes I find myself watching old videos of myself and wondering why I ever stopped. I was fulfilled and content.

Making her squirt in my mouth. (The Buildup) [M/F, Cunnilingus, Edging, Begging/Pleading, Rough/Passionate]

Last night I slept with her in my mind. I wasn’t just missing her. I was craving her… her presence, her body, her taste, her heat… everything. I slept for about 5 hours, and then I was awake. Yes, with a morning wood… I was hard a rock, and then I was craving her touch even more. I just wanted to push her on the bed, pin her down, clench her hair in my fist pulling her head close to my cock, and just shoving my throbbing cock straight down her throat forcing her against me to keep my cock buried deep in her throat as she gags on it and I pound her throat mercilessly until I blow my thick warm load down her tight sloppy throat. I was throbbing and dripping precum already, the veins on my cock were ready to be pushed by the insides of her soft, warm, creamy pussy and in an hour I was gonna see her.

Mothership Wilderness Chapter 17 [MF] [inc] [cheat]

*I’ve written this story through chapter 20. All chapters are available on my website. You can find the link in my Reddit profile if you’re interested. Or if can’t find the link there, you can search my name on google to find my site. If you prefer to wait, I’ll post about a chapter a month here. All characters in sexual situations are 18 or older. Thanks for reading!*

*Previous Chapters:*

[Chapters 1 and 2](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/eon791/mothership_wilderness_chapters_1_and_2_mf_inc/)

[Chapter 3](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/f0ckuv/mothership_wilderness_chapter_3_mf_inc_cheat/)

[Chapter 4](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/fgebpk/mothership_wilderness_chapter_4_mf_inc_cheat/)

[Chapter 5](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/fxvdol/mothership_wilderness_chapter_5_mf_inc_cheat/)

[Chapter 6](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/gijpmt/mothership_wilderness_chapter_6_mf_inc_cheat/)

[Chapter 7](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/hacfee/mothership_wilderness_chapter_7_mf_inc_cheat/)

[Chapter 8](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/hunj1g/mothership_wilderness_chapter_8_mf_inc_cheat/)

[Chapter 9](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/icok2w/mothership_wilderness_chapter_9_mf_inc_cheat/)

[Chapter 10](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/iqtmns/mothership_wilderness_chapter_10_mf_inc_cheat/)

[Chapter 11](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/jpbuy5/mothership_wilderness_chapter_11_mf_inc_cheat/)

[Chapter 12](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/kd73gj/mothership_wilderness_chapter_12_mf_inc_cheat/)

[Chapter 13](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/kqan9h/mothership_wilderness_chapter_13_mf_inc_cheat/)

[Chapter 14](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/ldhx4a/mothership_wilderness_chapter_14_mf_inc_cheat/)

[Chapter 15](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/m28i9f/mothership_wilderness_chapter_15_mf_inc_cheat/)

[Chapter 16](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/mgj4nr/mothership_wilderness_chapter_16_mf_inc_cheat/)

Sleep wasn’t anywhere near. Maureen gave up trying, and rose from bed, careful not to wake her sleeping husband. She zipped into her uniform and wandered off into her ship. Everyone was asleep, even the robot had powered down as she walked by its bulk. By her estimate, they should have been over seven-hundred thousand miles away from the Errand by now. But they had stayed. She blinked and saw that she’d meandered from her own ship onto the cursed colony ship.

[MF] Fucking the Drunk Out of My Tinder Date

When your date gets too drunk, it’s typically either a let down in the bedroom or something really weird happens. This is a story of something really weird.

Let me introduce you to Aly. She’s a feisty hippy with long, wavy brown hair, greenish-blue eyes, a curvy body type with a big ass and tits that could fill a handful. She wore large round glasses that may have been just for show rather than to correct her vision and was often in long flowing skirts, sandals and a tight tank top. She is a yoga instructor on the weekends and a hairstylist during the week. She also made it clear that she smoked a lot of pot and liked to party.

Aly and I met online and had been chatting for around two days before we decided to meet up at a bar downtown. During this short chatting time, I learned she wanted to move out to Colorado and teach yoga, she worked at a chain hairstyle studio, and that her nipples were pierced. She teased me with some pictures of the barbells showing through her shirt and said I’d need to see them in person.