Tag: G-spot

Family Gatherings [M/F Wholesome, D/S]

(Obligatory mention that I did write this on mobile, so some grammar and punctuation may not be perfect. I am also a little rusty on writing so it might be a little awkward on pacing.

If you would be interested in a part 2 to this, or any other stories, feel free to let me know. Other than that, enjoy my first story in a long time.)

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Family gatherings, we can all agree they suck. It is nice to talk with family again, see all their loving faces, but by the end, you remember why you only see them once a year. Which is why I am so glad to have you by my side, my amazing girlfriend.

You are dressed in a simple white button-up blouse with a knee-length flowing skirt. Your black lace choker complimenting the outfit beautifully. I wrap my arm around your waist and pull you in close, kissing you lightly on the cheek. “Thank you for coming babe. You always make these events more tolerable.” I whisper, my hand staying on your hip as we survey the crowded room, voices mingling in the air, tales of the year past tangling with each other. Read more »

The night I (F) fucked a guy on a stag do [FM]

This encounter happened a few years ago. It’s longer than I intended, I could cut a load out, but I enjoyed writing it 🤷‍♀️ (You’ll know the bit when you get there…)

First chunk is context and background story. The stuff after the first asterisks is build-up. Second asterisks is the sex. There’s a part 2, if interested ☺️

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I grew up in a tiny village in the middle of nowhere. There was a bus route that ran through the village twice a day(ish), out in the morning then back mid-afternoon, and taxis were insane money. The nearest town is only about 5 miles away so a quick drive (and an ok cycle, but not something that I’d do regularly). The population was just over 300 when I was growing up and has barley changed over the last 20 years. People come and go but it’s one of those ‘everybody knows everybody’ places. There is a small church, a school, a quintessentially British pub, a corner shop, and a slightly larger convenience store. Tourists often pass through when doing countryside road trips, there are a couple of holiday cottages that do well. Read more »

The Date (Part 2)

[Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/qpbsfk/the_date_part_1/)

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“Kneel,” I command again.

This time, there’s no hesitation. You drop to your knees instantly and look up at me standing over you. I undo my flies again, looking deep into your eyes. My cock is painfully hard as I manoeuvre it out of my jeans. It springs out again, flicking a string of precum across your breasts. Your eyes glance down at it, inches in front of your face. You bite your bottom lip briefly then look back up at me. You make no move to take it and you have a look of determination on your face.

“Suck it,” I say, in a low voice.

Your eyes flick to my cock and back again. You hold my gaze and slowly shake your head.

“Suck it,” I repeat, more insistently.

This time, your eyes stay locked on mine and we stare at each other for a long moment. I can tell you’re getting yourself ready to defy me.

“Suck it yourself,” you say in a small, defiant voice; staring at me with almost pleading in your eyes. Read more »

One Brisk Autumn Evening

One brisk autumn evening, we are just about to finish a sunset horseback ride in the mountains. As we are riding back to our cabin, you lean back and place your head next to my cheek and tell me how incredibly sore your muscles are. FYI, we are riding on the same horse! I tie the horse up and pick you up into my arms and take you inside the cabin. I lay you across the bed and tell you not to move while I fix you a hot bath. The cabin is decorated in hundreds of candles, complemented by a roaring fireplace in the center. There is a huge Jacuzzi tub with a view that overlooks the mountain range and the stars above. I walk over to the bed and pull you up into my arms and slowly undress you, and you lightly moan as I softly caress your skin. The softness of your skin is felt through my touch, and the breathtaking curves of your body are revealed to me as each piece of clothing is removed. Read more »

One Brisk Autumn Evening

One brisk autumn evening, we are just about to finish a sunset horseback ride in the mountains. As we are riding back to our cabin, you lean back and place your head next to my cheek and tell me how incredibly sore your muscles are. FYI, we are riding on the same horse! I tie the horse up and pick you up into my arms and take you inside the cabin. I lay you across the bed and tell you not to move while I fix you a hot bath. The cabin is decorated in hundreds of candles, complemented by a roaring fireplace in the center. There is a huge Jacuzzi tub with a view that overlooks the mountain range and the stars above. I walk over to the bed and pull you up into my arms and slowly undress you, and you lightly moan as I softly caress your skin. The softness of your skin is felt through my touch, and the breathtaking curves of your body are revealed to me as each piece of clothing is removed. Read more »

The Gym Teacher [Part 2] [M/F] [Student/Teacher] [MDom]

*Authors note: I’m so happy you guys liked the first part! I’m excited to keep the story going for you all, the next one will be from Mr. Miller’s perspective. I’m a busy college student, so it may take me a few more days to get Part 3 up, but for now happy reading! <3*

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**Rose’s Perspective**

I look at the clock on my phone, it reads 3:20

*Shit! Why did I have to lose my self control, I should’ve waited to rub my pussy until I got home*. I think

I’m sitting on a bench outside the gym, my chemistry class ended 20 minutes ago. Most of the students have already left to go home for the day, and I’m all alone in the florescent hallway, squirming nervously in the seat, wishing I could prolong my entrance to Mr. Millers office.

My stomach is in knots, and my face is still burning with embarrassment. I remember the shock on his face, when he flung open the curtain. I can’t believe my gym teacher is the first man to see me naked I think, putting my head in my hands. Read more »

[F4F] The Cougar’s Kitten [LESBIAN][FINGERING][COUGAR][SEDUCED][CUNNILIGUS]

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Chapter 1

Tom crawled between Rebecca’s legs. His lips kissing down Rebecca’s cleavage and his hands groped at her breasts. The moment seemed to have happened out of nowhere. Waking up beside her husband after years and years being together, touching another was not a usual part of their routine. Tom looked up from her breasts and their eyes met for a brief moment. Rebecca thought at that moment that he was about to kiss her, and she couldn’t believe it. But then her expectations were quickly met when he did not. Instead, Tom pushed on Rebecca’s shoulder turning her onto her stomach so he wouldn’t have to look at his wife.

It took a couple thrusts inside Rebecca’s pussy from behind before it wetted. The moment was unrousing as it could be but, oddly enough, there was something erotic about the surprise of it all. It was like one of the sleezy sex scenes from the erotica Rebecca would sometimes read in the afternoon after too much wine or at night when she didn’t want to risk waking anyone with her toys. Read more »

[Group] How my wife ended up squirting on another woman.

True story, happened a few years ago.

One night I was headed out the door on my way to play a game of hockey, I made a joke about a threesome, which fit into the conversation we were having. When I got home 2 hours later, my gf (21 and now wife) had signed us up for a swingers website. We’ll call her Lacey

Over then next month we chatted with other couples on the website and one suggested we should check out a swingers club. They were from 2000 kms away, so they did some research and found one in a city nearby.

We drove up the day we intended to go and got ourselves a hotel room. Most of the way up Lacey was touching herself and stroking my cock as I drove, so by the time we got to the hotel we needed to fuck just calm ourselves down. Read more »

Cute married couple sneak away from wedding (MF Heterosexual adult sex)

Everybody cheered as the bride and groom shared their first kiss.
They walked hand in hand back up the isle, friends and family
clapping them on, some throwing petals in celebration.
A young couple watched from the pews, smiling as the newly wed
made their grand exit from the arched colonial church.
“Hard to believe it’s been 8 years.” The man said. “I can still see us
standing there.” She glanced at him while he admired the tall stained
glass windows. “You’re still looking pretty good.” she added. He smirked
“you’re not so bad yourself.”
“So what do we do now?” he asked. “it’ll be a few hours till the
reception.” “I think there’s erb-derbs and drinks on the lawn”, she
replied. “Erb-derbs?” he laughed. “You mean horse divorce?”.
“Yea” she smiled, “Hors d’oeuvres”. She mockingly threw her nose
in the air and he copied. “Shall we retire to the garden terrace my dear?”
he said, offering a linked arm. “Tally ho.” she quipped in a spirited
English accent. She rested her hands on his arm and they both chortled
as they exited the small chapel.
The open lawn was adorned with round tables, each draped with a cloth
and decorated with summer flowers. A bottle of wine was placed off
center next to a small plate of canapés. They walked to a table under
the partial shade of a red gum tree. “shall we sit?” he asked, pulling a
chair out for her. “Oh, thank you good sir” she said. He sat down
opposite her and poured them both a glass of red wine, the fine
bubbles glistened in the light of the late afternoon sun. She took a sip, then
breathed in deep, reclining with one leg over the other, glass still in
hand. “You look relaxed.” he said. “mhmm” she mumbled with closed
eyes. “Its been a while”.
This wedding was a little different from most they had attended, they
only really knew the bride and groom. As such, they didn’t feel the
pressure to mingle, it was a nice change of pace and a rare opportunity
just to enjoy the atmosphere. He looked around and drew his own deep
breath, trying to catch a hint of the clean country air. Instead, the subtle
floral notes of her perfume beckoned his attention.
In the rush of getting to the wedding on time, he hadn’t even had a
chance to stop and admire the effort she’d gone to. The crimped loose curls
caressed her neck and the floral cocktail dress hugged her figure tightly,
only below her hips did the dress open to soft pleats cut just above the knee.
“What you lookin’ at punk?” she jested. “Nuthin’.” His grin hidden as he took
another sip from the glass.
They sat, idly chatting until the golden haze sun dipped below the vineyard
hills. Warm blinking fairy lights sparkled, dangling from the tree above
and the shadows cast to danced to the ambient music from under the marquee.
The couples chatter growing more boisterous like the dusk birds in the distance,
the wine bottle now empty. Read more »

Taken: Part 2

Miss shakes you roughly awake from a light doze.

“Get up and get dressed,” she tells you, quickly getting ready herself.

You do as you’re told, darting glances at her out of the corner of your eye. She only ever acts like this when there’s a party. And for the first time since that night, she’s taking you again.

Excitement begins to build in your chest.

The drive is longer this time. You shift impatiently in your seat.

“What’s wrong, sweetie?”

“Nothing, Miss,” you mumble, staring at your legs. You drum your fingers on the back of the other hand instead.

“Can’t wait, can you?” She teases.

You flush.

Miss pulls up at a new house. It’s larger than the last; you’re in a more expensive neighborhood. Nerves tangle with the excitement as you see that most of the windows are lit up.

You enter, are greeted in much the same way as last time, but by a new host, a thin, willowy blonde with a gentle voice. They talk around you. Read more »