Butts and Beers [M/F, Anal] – A man and his sister-in-law try something new

**A brand new story. I’m trying to get back into the rhythm of writing after far too long.**

As these things so often do, it all began with a few beers.

Emily had been sitting quietly at one end of the couch that day, watching television and nursing her long neck bottle of beer, when she started shooting sidelong looks at the man who was sitting alongside her. It took her some time to work up the courage … or for the booze to lower her inhibitions enough, but she eventually leaned over and gave him a nudge.

“Hey,” she said casually, as if it was the most normal thing in the world to ask such a question. “Aren’t you kinda into anal?”

Of course she had managed to say that just as he was taking a sip from his second bottle and had Will coughing as he choked on it. Wiping his mouth with the back of his hand, he gave her an astonished look. “I beg your pardon!”

[MFF] [rom] [inc] A BIRTHDAY SURPRISE – It was Polly’s mother’s birthday and she had a special request.

**You can view full the illustrated version of A BIRTHDAY SURPRISE at** [https://eroticprose.com/](https://eroticprose.com/)

Polly and I have had a good marriage for four years now, although lately she’s been hinting about starting a family. Oh, I want one as well, but I think we must be sure we can afford one. I’m making a decent salary at this stage, but we just bought a house and I’m not sure we can afford for her to quit her job while we have a baby added to the equation yet.

We don’t have any family nearby that might be of any help. I’m not sure what help I expected. I grasped at straws. My folks are divorced. My Mom, believe it or not, married some guy in Denmark. My Dad bagged everything and took what he could from the divorce settlement to buy a party boat in Florida and takes charters or day-trippers out into the Gulf for some big fish.

Both my brother and sister got married and moved out west. Don went to Vegas and Lana and her husband moved to Texas. However Polly’s family, what there is of it, still live nearby. Her father died in Afghanistan doing his time as an activated Reserve Sergeant. That left her mother, Sarah, and her younger sister, Bianca. We had not a lot of help there and none from my side.

Passion

“Shall we head upstairs?” I ask as I stand up. I’m offering an outstretched hand as I look down at you, there’s a playful glint in my eye, a half cocked smirk etched between two rosy cheeks. There’s a teasing hesitation before you relent and take my hand. My smirk breaks out into a full awkward smile as I kiss your hand before leading us down to our bedroom. 

I swing the door shut behind us, the bright living room gives way to the more intimate, dim lit atmosphere of our dark room. I catch up to you and grab your waist, tugging you gently down to the bed with me as we both fall to the soft mattress below. 

My mouth quickly finds yours, kissing your soft lips with a quiet passion. A slow determined pace as I begin to explore your mouth with my tongue, flirtatious flicks between your teeth. I finish our kiss with a tug on your bottom lip before moving my lips across your cheek and to your ear. It’s still a little cold from the frigid outside air, but my warm mouth quickly changes that as I breathe hot air across it. Indulging your desires with a soft moan of pleasure, and indeed I am pleased. Exploring your beautiful body already has me quite aroused. 

From the Common Room to the Bedroom (sequel, see link) (F/M, house mates, friends)

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

Part 2.

We rush up to my room, eager to explore this new world that has opened up before us. I hadn’t really considered him a potential lay before, but looking back, I consider the teasing, the extra-long hugs, the shared drinks and him always being down to netflix and chill, yeah….

Burst through the door, close and lock it. Ignore the light switch. Flop onto the bed. Instantly making out before I can even think about how weird this is. Honestly, I should be past feeling weird at this point after his stunt stealth fingering me on the couch.

He’s heavy on top of me, his long hair is a mess all over my face, his beard is scratchy, but the main thing I am noticing is this dick that’s straining against the fabric of his sweatpants, bursting to get free. I flip us over, sitting on his hips, and he roughly pulls my shirt off. No bra of course – fuck that, it’s the weekend. I hope he wasn’t hoping for sexy lingerie, but something tells me he doesn’t care. He eyes my breasts like he’s never seen boobies before, and then wraps his arms around me, pulls me down to grab a nipple with his lips. His tongue flutters over it, and it grows stiff and pursed in his warm mouth. I have to brace myself to not outright smash his face, but once again, something tells me he wouldn’t care.

I (23F) accidentally slept with my boyfriend’s identical twin brother and let him creampie me

I started seeing Anthony two months prior to this, casually at first. When we started sleeping together, he kept coming back after that. In the first few weeks, we didn’t tell each other much about our lives outside of sex.

We met at a bar while I was out with my girlfriends, and he was out with his friends. It had been convenient that there was an even number of girls and guys. When my friends and I had noticed, we picked out which one we wanted.

Of course I picked the tall, muscular one in the leather jacket. His hair was dark brown and slicked back, and his eyes were just as dark; a contrast to my light auburn hair and pale green eyes. I liked the way he looked at me, like he already knew exactly where he wanted the night to go with me.

“Hey,” he smiled at me when I approached, “I’m Anthony.” He held his hand out.

I shook it firmly, “I’m Daphne. How old are you?”

He eyed me warily, “does it matter?”

I smiled and shook my head, “no. I’m just filling space.”

A little laundry room quickie [FM]

Go to the (——-) for the action.

Hi, been awhile!

First, let me describe us. Me, 34, long light brown hair and short as f/ck at 5 feet 3 inches.. I’m half white/Filipino although my appearance leans more to my Filipino side the older I get. I have an hourglass body, I’ve been a runner since high school. I have a beautiful light caramel complexion with brown nipples and areola (I’ll show you if you keep reading). I’ve always had big boobs and my ass is honestly just okay, but my hips are pretty great. My ass used to be nicer when I had more muscle before we had kids. I’ve gotten a bit “thicc” since the kids, but I love it. It’s just the right weight to complement my hourglass shape. My husband loves it too. Him, full Filipino and he’s 6’… his tan is much deeper than mine. He has black hair that’s a bit overgrown these days so he always wears a hat. He’s your typical athlete turned doctor. He has an incredible body and an even better dick… it’s not huge, but it’s thick and he knows how to fuck me with it. He knows how to touch me. He knows how to make me cum in literal seconds.

Testing the Water Part Four [M/F] [Mother in Law/Son in Law] [Cheating]

Waking up the next morning, I looked over to see Elle missing from the bed. Grabbing my phone I checked the time, seeing it was 8:15. That’s right, the girls had gymnastics this morning I remembered. She must have left without waking me up, knowing I was up late the night before.

I suddenly felt a pang of regret, remembering what happened the night before. Elle was a great wife, and I felt like the worst human on earth. Not that it was any excuse, I just didn’t feel the passion with Elle like I did with Laurie. Maybe it’s just from being married with kids, or the rut of life in a routine, but it was just difficult to get excited with Elle. I’m sure the taboo of what Laurie and I were toying with was adding an exciting edge, but I also had genuine feelings for her.

Getting up, I shook the sleep from my head and stretched. Speaking of taboo, the night before ran through my mind and the thoughts started a fire between my legs. I quietly went to the bathroom and brushed my teeth. Sneaking down the hallway, I peeked my head into the spare bedroom.

He thought: ‘I am drunk’

# ~~~~~This Just an Erotic Story It’s Totaly a Frictional Story ~~~~~

Hi, I am Natalie, you can call me Naty. I am a 27-year-old married woman. I’m 160 cm tall and weigh 55 kgs with my Body shape as 34D-27-33. I have been married for two years now. I am too shy from the outside, but a little Slutty within. My husband’s name is John. John is too possessive about me and doesn’t like it when I go out dressed as sexy. He always tells me to go out with a decent look and to make him happy I also dress decently when I go out. He is very good as a husband and also good in bed. I also had a good sex life. But this possessiveness turned me into a slut from within. I had sex with some random guy but he doesn’t know about it.

So, one evening he and I had gone out to a party at his office. I was wearing a red saree and a green sleeveless blouse. Below the sari, I was wearing a medium-coverage T-shirt bra, red saree petticoat, and red G-String thongs.

I [FF]ucked my female roommate with a double dildo and showed her how to take both ends at the same time [F22]

My female roommate, S, doesn’t wake up til noon. She’s more likely to sleep at 9am than to wake up at 9am, and I don’t think it’s entirely because she’s majoring in Accounting. So that’s why when I agreed to fuck her “today”, I actually meant, “I’m coming to your room just past midnight instead.”

S is many things I’m not. She’s tall, like an Amazonian goddess. She was in her high school’s netball team, and she can probably bench her own weight. Her room mirrors her personality; warm, inviting, and a complete mess. And she’s such a fucking lesbian.

I mean that in the nicest possible way. S will do almost anything for a cute girl. Case in point, the moment I walked into her room wearing nothing but a towel around my waist, she dropped what she was doing and *stared*. She didn’t stop me when I discarded my towel and straddled her lap, and she definitely didn’t stop me when I laced my fingers into her scalp and kissed her furiously.

“Hey. Missed me?”

She nodded. Tried to nod. She pushed us away from her desk, where her notes were sprawled across her laptop and textbooks. I grinned. It’s only been an [evening](https://www.reddit.com/r/SluttyConfessions/comments/jafhkm/f22_fm_fmm_fm_a_tease_a_threesome_and_a_cumwalk/).

[F]rom Instant [M]essaging to Spanking and Fucking – Part 2!

[Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/jzoc7u/from_instant_message_to_sexting_and_coffee_date/) .

Don’t worry, it gets dirty quickly:

One of the first things I like to do with a new partner is communicate. After we decided to get a hotel on that park bench and I knew sexy stuff was coming, I started asking her about what she liked. It was clear already from our flirting and sexting that she was a kinky submissive baby, albeit inexperienced, and she was very drawn to me as an older, dominant Daddy. The photographer and professor bit helped too;) To be clear everyone, especially guys, nothing is sexier than consent.

She was uncharacteristically shy about telling me what she wanted so I told her let me tell you what I want to do and stop me if anything gives you pause. So I told her a story and she visibly squirmed in her seat as she imagined me about to do what I was saying. After about 10 minutes she got over her shyness and she said, “Daddy, you need to stop talking now and start going down that fucking list.”