Learning to Share – [Part 2]

With her imagination slightly calmed, Liz went back to the living room where James was waiting for her. Once there she headed straight for the couch, where James sat scrolling through his phone while rapidly tapping his foot- an old nervous habit of his. “You got the movie ready?” She asked, taking her jacket off and laying it on the armrest of the couch. *Wow, I’m getting right to the point, aren’t I? Calm down, just relax and enjoy this.*

She forced herself to take another breath, trying to trust herself to face James. He had made himself comfortable, having changed into the usual athletic shorts and slightly worn t-shirt that he somehow thought passed for pajamas. Not that she really minded- she thought it was kinda cute. “Oh wow, you got it sent already?”

“Yup! I will live to work another day!” She cheered as she plopped on the couch next to him, gratefully accepting the glass James offered her and taking a long drink. She was rewarded with a gentle laugh for her efforts. “While that is great, and I love how devoted you are, you seriously need to find another job. Your boss is such a dick.” James said as he pressed play, the movie started softly in the background with the volume turned slightly down, but still enough to cover most other noise. 

Jonah the Breeder [Part 5][OC][MF]

Thanks for reading! Hope yall are enjoying. Don’t forget to check out earlier parts of the story:

[Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/nyjyw7/intro_jonah_the_breeder_part_1ocmffemale/)

[Part 2](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/nz6a6h/jonah_the_breeder_part_2ocmffemale/)

[Part 3](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/o0udhd/jonah_the_breeder_part_3ocmffemale_perspective/)

[Part 4](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/o2ehen/jonah_the_breeder_part_4ocmffemale_perspective/)

It was going to be a long week before our next date when I’d get a chance to fuck Jonah again. I couldn’t stop thinking about him. After two months of foreplay I was thrilled to finally get some action. I kept finding myself replaying the events of our last date in my mind. From the moment he first entered me to when I found out about his essentially never-ending erections, I couldn’t get it out of my head.

The holidays were quickly approaching and the weather had gone from cold to downright frigid. I knew after this week our schedules would get tricky with family celebrations and work obligations. It was too soon to invite him to thanksgiving, so we decided to spend the holidays apart while he traveled back to his home state to visit his parents. I had family in the area that I’d spend thanksgiving with, plus I had Friendsgiving to look forward to. I absolutely love to cook for others so I always enjoy this time of year.

Sinful Sofia Part 3

I am 31 now, and can be called a later bloomer. I’m 5’6″, good looking and blessed with a 6.5″ dick which is has satisfied every girl, woman and milf I have ever fucked. I am half Muslim and half Hindu.

Read [part 1 here](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/o1tnfd/sinful_sofia_part_1/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3) and [part 2 here](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/o3dtve/sinful_sofia_part_2/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3).

Picking up from where we left off.

Fuck! She looked like a sex bomb. Her fair skin, bright smile, and her bomb figure (imagine Ashley Downs, but all natural). I knew this milf was going to destroy me. She came straight to me and resumed smooching me. Her hand went straight to my hard cock. She broke the smooch and started blowing me. And my God, what a blowjob she gave. Words cannot describe the perfection she demonstrated. I had gotten blown by quite a few women, but this feeling was unparalleled. I felt like she had more than one tongue in her mouth licking my dick. I had never felt someone tingling my dick’s side, head, and the slit at the same time. I was in pure ecstasy and euphoria. I had lost track of time and was in a trance. All this without using her hands at all.

[MF] I took an ex out on an ATV and made her squirt after we pulled over for some fun.

I was at the up north cabin with and a girl that I was dating at the time. Now she was a squirter, not every time and honestly not often but once in a while things lined up just right and she would squirt. It was always a pleasant and sexy surprise that made for some extra clean up. It was a hot Wisconsin summer day and I decided to take her out on one of the ATVs around the trails on the property. I fired up the ATV and she hoped on behind me and off we went. We drove around the trails for a bit until I found a good spot to stop and pull over.

Wait [orgasm withholding] [Mdom] [MF] [bd]

They fumbled with the code in the door, darkness growing around them as the sun sank below the horizon. They’d been driving all day and were exhausted from travel. The AirBnB was quaint and tiny.

She dropped her bags on the floor and flopped down on the nearest bed, reveling in the soft blankets, pressing her face into the pillows and inhaling deeply. As she relaxed with a deep sigh, he climbed on top of her, pressing her, face-down, deeper into the bed. She struggled against him weakly.

“Come now,” he whispered in her ear. “I’ve let you tease me all day, wiggling along to the music on the radio. I’m ready to blow off some steam.”

He pressed her chest down with one arm while reaching up her skirt with the other, his fingers searching up her thighs and hooking around her underwear. He lingered for a moment, caressing her lower lips, causing her to whimper and wiggle.

“Already wet, you slut,” he hissed, encouraged by the way her body responded to his touch. “You know the rules: do as I say, and we both have a good time. Cum before I say, and you will be punished.”

The night we [FM] used a desk

Sarah and I started working together a few weeks before this and things had gotten increasingly sexual between us. This is the story of the first time I saw her naked, and more.

It was another hot Wednesday late-afternoon and I and Sarah were putting in overtime as was our custom at this point, when she mentioned she was getting hungry.

“What do you want to eat tonight? I’m buying,” she asked me. I was walking by the back of her chair on the way to my desk. “Well I think I’ll be eating you tonight,” I said semi-jokingly and bent down to give her a gentle bite on her neck. She brushed it off and laughed but my heart was racing while I made my way around the desk to take a seat.

Finalising the day’s paperwork seemed to take forever, and my heart increased its pace with every paper leaving the stack. When we finished the last invoice she walked around my desk folded her arms casually over my shoulders and around my chest. The bulge in my pants grew a little as she asked: “So where are we eating tonight?”

Morning Shower (re-upload) [M/F]

The sound of the shower running wakes me up. I push the blanket off of me and get up, stretching my arms high in air, shaking off any lingering stiffness in my body. I turn my attention to the bathroom door, left ajar. I make my way inside to find steam rising from behind the shower curtain, and your towel hanging from the towel rack. I smile at the devilish idea forming in my head. I grab the shower curtain and pull it to the side, revealing you in all your glory. Slightly startled, your look of surprise quickly melts into a smile of relief. “You scared me there, dummy,” You tell me as you rub shampoo into your hair.

“I’m so sorry,” I half-heartedly apologize, “Is there any way I can make it up to you?”

“I’m sure I can think of something,” you answer coyly, running your hand down my arm. I take your touch as an invitation to enter the shower. The hot water hitting my body draws a sharp breath from my lungs as my body adjusts to the temperature. I hold my head under the running water to wet my hair, and in doing so our bodies touch. The feeling of your slippery skin rubbing against mine sends a pleasant sensation throughout my body, and in response I feel my heart rate quicken.

My[F] special evening with Desmond (long)

Disclaimer: This is a very long story (4,000+ words) but I couldn’t otherwise fully express the passion and importance of this experience. Also, the events I’m describing happened fourteen years ago, but my memories of the evening are vivid. Accept this as me reliving that evening in my imagination.

After I gave two groomsmen blowjobs at my frenemy’s wedding [My [F] Bridesmaid Blowjobs], I went back to my apartment and masturbated for over an hour, having multiple squirting orgasms until I collapsed from exhaustion into peaceful sleep. The next morning, a Sunday, I slept until almost noon, until I was awakened by the sound of an incoming text message on my phone. Grabbing it from my nightstand, I saw that the message was from Desmond, which made me smile.

Desmond was one of the two groomsmen I had given blowjobs to the day before. He was a hunky black guy with a big uncut cock. The evening before, when I was masturbating, I played images of Desmond’s big, hard, cock sliding in and out of all my holes, like watching my own private porn scenes. I had given him my number hoping he would look me up, and I was thrilled that my hopes were coming true.

I’m a rainmaker [F28] [mild BDSM]

>Pre-note, skip if you want the juicy stuff:
I have been in non-monogamous relationships since 2014. Am now 35, married, swinger and I like to write. Most of the stories are my experiences, wherever I can I’ll try to alter them to make them better. And maybe I get inspired to write about my fantasies.

**Setting**: I met a Dom at a munch with whom it clicked very well. This was our fourth and last encounter because he found a monogamous girlfriend after this. It was a good night and it’s a long story. You can find the story of the 3rd encounter here: [My Dom is getting more stern with me](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/iril9q/my_dom_is_getting_more_stern_with_me_spanking_and/)

I come in and we start off just talking on the couch. After a while he says: “You’re wearing too much, take everything off except for any lingerie you’re wearing.” Of course I comply and I’m allowed to sit on the couch again. But he directs me to lie with my head in his lap because he wants to talk about the fact that he met someone which could go somewhere further and it could mean that we’d have to stop our evenings. The idea makes me sad, but I care about him and I want him to be happy and I can’t give him a girlfriend. I’m just his submissive.

He [M] punished me [F] for fucking someone else, without his permission [MF]

As always, this is a long one, but that’s the best part, right?

Shortly after my last story, I sat down with my boyfriend and we had a discussion on what we’d like next for our relationship.

When we first started dating, it was an open one, but when covid hit, because of medical issues on his side, we had to close it.

So after hooking up with a former co-worker of mine and not being honest about it with him, I knew something had to change.

We both agreed with the combination of me not being home much due to work and him starting another career path, we needed to atleast take a break, and see where we want to go in a few months time.

Which led me to hopping back on Tinder for the first time since I met him.

Without giving too much away, when I’m working away from home, I live in something similar to a university dorm or staff accommodation hotel.

The best part about it, is for every 100 men, there’s maybe 1 woman.

It’s a horny womans dream come true.