Tag: Fisting

Say it again

*Continuation of The Relationship. Accidentally deleted this story, reposting. First post available in comments.*

*While not critical to understanding the story, Part One provides helpful context as it contains the back story of the two of them and sets the tone for the fly on the wall experience you will enjoy below.*

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“Say it again”, his whisper pierced the stillness of the hotel room.

“Say what?” Stella giggled, the coy edge of her seductive smile giving away how delighted she was to finally have something he wanted to hear.

But Levi was in no mood. He grabbed her wrists, tenderly, but intently. Looking just underneath her eyes in that sore, pleading way he doesn’t know that he doesn’t know how to fake. It caught Stella off guard. Could she be the first to have told him this?

Let’s go back to where it started. The parking lot of the Billings, Montana airport Hilton.

Levi’s damp curls stretched to the middle of his shoulders. His hair was sopping wet, even though he’d tried to avoid getting water on it in the shower. He just wanted to look his best so Stella would have a good parting image of him when he dropped her off. Read more »

Just Cannot Help But be a Slut

Just after we had gotten settled and were able to fix up the apartment, we met Denny and Lois. Oh, my God, what a couple. I don’t think I’ll ever forget them. They were fun– that much is true – but they were weird.

   One afternoon, just after I had returned to the apartment after my last class, the doorbell rang. I opened the door and in the hall stood this girl. She had long blonde hair and a very pretty face, and she was wearing a gray pants suit outfit– which she shouldn’t have, because she had enormous hips.

   “Hi, listen, my husband started taking a shower a few minutes ago and he discovered we don’t have any soap and I don’t want to go out in the dust storm and he’ll kill me if I don’t get some soap ‘cause he’s a soap nut and I was wondering if you could lend me a bar of soap.” She was like a machine someone had dropped a dime into. She spurted it all out in one gulp and then shut up. I didn’t know what to make of her, and I almost began laughing. Read more »

I write erotica for my wife [M30/F29]. She asked for a story about a couple swinger friends of ours that we’ve been wanting badly. [MFFM] [bi] [swing]

We make our way inside from the hot tub, all of us vibrating from the hot flirting that took place. We’ve wanted them for a while, but until now the stars haven’t aligned. At this point, there’s no mystery about what we all want to happen. Maddi strips off her swimsuit bottom, the top long since gone and left outside on a patio chair. She lays down on the bed in the middle of the open-plan cabin we have for the weekend and coyly crosses her legs to one side, her hand snaking down between her thighs. She’s looking at us all, clearly objectifying the hell out of us while she teases herself.

You lay down next to Maddi, having stripped your own bottoms away. The heat and smoothness of another person’s skin has you squirming. The moment takes you and you climb on top of her to kiss her. Your legs are straddling her hips, breasts grazing together, and you’re both still touching yourselves. You shift down and take one of her nipples in your eager mouth. Your hand snakes it’s way up Maddi’s stomach and you put your fingers in her mouth so she can lick your pussy off of them. Read more »

Say it again

*Continuation of The Relationship, first post in available comments.*

*While not critical to understanding the story, Part One provides helpful context as it provides the back story of the two of them and sets the tone for the fly on the wall experience you will enjoy below.*

***

“Say it again”, his whisper pierced the stillness of the hotel room.

“Say what?” Stella giggled, the coy edge of her seductive smile giving away how delighted she was to finally have something he wanted to hear.

But Levi was in no mood. He grabbed her wrists, tenderly, but intently. Looking just underneath her eyes in that sore, pleading way he doesn’t know that he doesn’t know how to fake. It caught Stella off guard. Could she be the first to have told him this?

Let’s go back to where it started. The parking lot of the Billings, Montana airport Hilton.

Levi’s corkscrew curls stretched to the middle of his shoulders. His hair was still wet, he wanted to look his best so Stella would have a parting final image of him as he dropped her off. Read more »

[M]y [FF]irst Threesome

In 2009, I had just turned 18 and the country I was in, 18 was the legal drinking age. Changed to 21 like when I was 20, so I was legal twice.

One night, a bunch of friends (maybe 12 of us), were drinking every kind of beer we could get our hands on. I’m talking bud light, miller lite, and so on. Well, after we were in party mode, we decided we’d go and score some weed. Now, I am a lot older and disapprove of drinking and driving but at the time, I was a wild ass 18 year old.

I drove a 1995 Nissan pickup. Single cab with a mismatched tailgate. Straight up beater, right? I was going to be driving alone until Jessica and Amanda said they’d go with me so I’m not alone. These two are best friends that always dated guys who were tight friends as well. Amanda has a light complexion, stands around 5’4, weighs no more than 115 pounds, has a great rack for a skinny Asian girl and a little ass. Now, Jessica! Jessica was around 5’7, 135 pounds, darker skin, and had perky tits, with an fit ass. Total volleyball girl! Now I fucked Jessica about 3 times before. Mostly just random days where we met after school. Amanda though, was definitely more attractive and i’ve never hooked up with her. Both of them were 2 years older than me (20). Read more »

Amy [MF] [nc][Str8]

Amy was adorably cute. She was petite, maybe 110 lbs and 5’4” with a mane of curly blonde hair, strong cheekbones, piercing green eyes, a tiny nose and beautiful lips. The type of girl who was stunning without makeup and so wore little of it. Which was a good match for her always fashionable but conservative dress

We were in the dorms together and part of the same group of friends. Early on, I noticed that under her happy exterior she had the vibe. Not the one that most of the girls I go for have – the ones who are on the verge of breaking down any moment, the ones who cut themselves and are always the victim – but it was there none the less. I knew if I had the opportunity she would let me do what I wanted but would put up a fight.

She might have forever remained the subject of dirty fantasies and had me and 2 of my not gone over to play board games with her and her roommates one Friday night.

The six of us played games until about 2 AM, laughing, flirting, eating veggie pizza and in general having a good wholesome time. Read more »

The Meeting [MF]

My heels clicked on the shiny floor of the hotel lobby and a few heads turned to look at me as I crossed from the reception desk to the elevators hall. I wouldn’t look out of place if it wasn’t for the hour. I was dressed in a business ensemble, well cut since the labels were Italian, as were my heels, but it was conservative with its gray and black tones, plus the slightly transparent shirt was covered by the buttoned up jacket. Nothing to advertise that I was heading to some very un-businesslike dealings.

My executive appearance wouldn’t have stood out within the daily crowd, but the evening crowd gathered to hit the VIP club at the top floor was a different matter. Young women dressed for the kill were certainly a sharp contrast to me. I smiled knowingly and a number of the men around noticed and stared at me wondering. My wicked and confident little smile contrasted with my serious attire and, males on the hunt as they were, they didn’t miss the signal. Read more »

[MF] The huge tiddy not-really-goth-girl from OKCupid.

Hello Gonewildstories! My last story seemed to be enjoyed, so I thought I’d post some more about my various times in dating. During this time I’ve seen a lovely bunch of breasticles. There they were a standing in a row bum bum bum, big ones, small ones… and some that were bigger than your head. This is the story about the latter.

I’ll start with a little description of myself. I’m a shorter man, 5’7” with a rather hairy body. I have a beard that is around 7 inches long, glasses, and probably the larger side of a dad bod. I’ve lost 40lbs so far, though, so yay for having the time to hit the gym everyday. Basically, I’m nothing to write home about. Probably a 6 by my own judgement. I’ve honestly never measured my penis, but it’s not a pornstar’s. It’s adequate, and if I measure it in the orgasms I’ve helped others achieve with it, then it’s pretty great. Read more »

[M] y Sister’s Hot [F] riends Part 3

Sarah at 21 or 22 was the kind of girl best described by the word curvy, her breasts provided some of the best cleavage I’ve ever seen and her ass was big, soft and round. She somehow packed all of herself into a 5’4 or 5’5 hourglass frame with a pretty face, blonde hair that ran just past her shoulders. But the thing that had always turned me on most about Sarah was how much she liked sex. How did I know? She didn’t hide it, if you called Sarah a slut she would probably smile and ask you why you don’t like putting your dick in as many women as possible as often as you can.

It was about two or three years after the bar with Amy when my sister called me from school and asked if I could hang out with Sarah. She had dropped out of college and didn’t have many friends in our hometown. I was the perfect gentleman, I took her to the movies, out for dinner, and we hung out at the bar but I was working a lot and couldn’t spend the time with her that I wanted to, it also felt like I was deep in the friend zone. Read more »

Home Masseuse Part 4

[Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/deqql6/masseuses_home_visit/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf)

[Part 2](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/dg6eov/home_masseuse_part_2/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf)

[Part 3](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/diz93r/home_masseuse_part_3/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf)

Sara and Cheyanne pulled on each of the restraints making sure everything was secure. Sara grabbed the silk scarf and straddled Lee’s chest.

“Honey, lift up your head do I can put this on. I don’t want you peeking now. That would be cheating.” Sara said giving a wink.

Sara waved a hand in front of Lee’s blindfolded face and pleased there was no reaction. She got off Lee’s chest leaving a wet pussy print where she had been.

“Oh Sara. I think we have a problem here.” Cheyanne said to Sara with a mock pouty face.

“Poor Lee looks as though his cock is all worn out already.” Cheyanne said lying on her side next to Lee’s leg. Her head was propped up by one hand and the other pet the soft cock gently.

“Oh no whatever shall we do?” Sara replied in obviously mocking tone.

“I think it’s time we revealed our superpowers. Go team Cock Risers.” Cheyanne yelled punching a fist in the air and giggled. Read more »