[FM] Stripping games turn into a fun night of punishment

As I mentioned in my first story, my boyfriend Henry and I greatly enjoy fucking (with) each other. One of our favorite games to play is “strip anything.” Here’s how you play: you turn every tiny thing in your life into a competition and then you incorporate stripping.

I should warn you that Henry and I are incredibly competitive people – our casual neighborhood walks almost always turn into a race to get home before the other person, and our grocery runs inevitably devolve into a game to see who can find the best deals on produce. How do you turn these into stripping, you ask? Easy! You just eventually rip off your and your partner’s clothes. Our races home end in a competition to see who can get naked faster once we get there, and the other person has to go down on them until completion. Our grocery bargain hunting ends with the loser having to perform a strip tease and masturbate in front of the winner. We also sometimes play strip cooking, where we have to take an item of clothing off whenever we finish a step in a recipe. Preheat the oven? Off go your socks. Wash the veggies? Yeah, you take off that paint-stained high school theater sweatshirt, you dirty girl.

Run [MF] [Mdom] [Hunter and Prey]

“Are you ready?” your deep voice coax me, your hands holding my hips firmly. A shiver run down my spine, a tingle of excitement. “Are you…?” I tease back. You laugh deep as you let your teeth nip over my neck, pressing your hips against my butt. I can feel how hard you are and I purr. “Such a naughty girl” you growl. “Oh baby I can be even more naughty” I respond and your grip over my hips tighten. “You may regret teasing me when I catch you…” you bite me over my shoulder, leaving a light mark and I squeal. “If you catch me you mean?” I giggle when you sigh. “I give you a head start baby” you release me and I don’t waste any time.

My body shoots forward and my muscles tense, I sprint, only thinking about getting as far and as fast from you as I can. My heart pounds hard in my chest as I inhale sharply, trying to get as much air down as I can. I glance down on my wristwatch, the seconds ticking. Unsure about how much time you are going to give me I heave myself through the forest, still running on the small gravel road. I know I must turn off from this road, as I’m to visible for you in this state.

Tonight (M/F, quickie sex, outdoors, cheating wife, alley-way, snow, cum, husband, fucking)

Clouds of lavender scented steam billowed through the doorway as she stepped out of the warm confines of the gray tiled bathroom and padded across to her bedroom. A switch was flicked, her towel was dropped and the top drawer was opened as she sorted through her smalls, looking for her good pair of black thigh high stockings. The silk caressed first her fingertips, and then her smooth legs as she gently pulled them up, where the lace top of the stocking sat proudly around her left thigh. The other stocking soon followed onto the right leg.

She abandoned the notion of wearing panties rather quickly, the thought only briefly crossing her mind. She pulled a nude bra free from the drawer and clasped it around her back, her tits being pulled up and pushed forward. Shutting the top drawer which contained her ladies essentials, she turned and faced the closet, knowing immediately which dress she would wear.

Shared by my bf and his hot friend – my first threesome [MFM]

I’ve been a long time lurker here and this lockdown got me thinking of all my own stories I had to share.

I’m Megan, I’m 33 years old and I’ve been with my husband James for about 8 years. We’re both quite active so generally quite fit (humble brag I know). About a year into our relationship, we’d been living together a few months and got talking about what it’d be like to open up our relationship. We had always been able to talk honestly together and of all the things we talked about, a threesome was what we we became most curious about.

It was James who initially brought up the idea of me being with another man. While he watched. At first I was kind of repulsed. It just kind of felt wrong. But then I found myself wondering…

Probably a week later he mentioned during some foreplay. This time I let him talk about it a bit more. The idea of him watching me play with another man’s cock, and playing with both of them at the same time. Sucking the other man. Letting him have all of me. It sounded taboo but so hot. As he ate my pussy, I got off thinking about him and another guy sharing me, using me. I never thought it would happen.

On Display [MF] [Exhibitionist] [Anal]

On Display

I should preface this fantasy with explaining the set up of my apartment building. It’s one of those super tall high rises, with a four story parking garage at the bottom. Floor to ceiling windows and balconies for every apartment. The building itself stands a bit a part from other buildings, so no one could get a view into an apartment from another building.

I live on the fifth floor, meaning my view is of the roof of the parking garage, and in theory I could climb over my balcony and walk around on the roof. In the time I’ve lived here, I’ve only seen someone on the roof a few times. Usually someone from maintenance cleaning up any trash that inevitably gets stuck up there. Due to this fact, and my tendencies not to care if any one sees, I masturbate openly all over my apartment, typically with the blinds up.

Now onto the fantasy…

David Cums to Life (Part II of III) [MF]

This is part 2 of 3 chronicling the saga of David fucking the shit out of Liliana. You can find [Part I of III here.](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/gl9if7/david_cums_to_life_part_i_of_iii/)

David finally got to the front of the line and made his order. “Five shots of espresso please.”

The cashier shot a confused look. “Are you sure?”

“Yes.”

Five shots would give him the stamina if he needed it. He paid with cash. He stood off to the side, checking out Liliana through his peripherals. Her and her friend were about to pack up.

“Shit.” He thought. He walked up to the barista. “Can you make those five shots to go?

Liliana was already out the door. Finally, the barista slid over a paper to-go cup. David shot it down like water during a marathon. He watched as she unlocked her Range Rover with a beep. Shit, he thought. His 4-Runner was just a few steps away.

He quickly scurried over to a crosswalk just in time for Liliana to meet him. This would get her attention. He had a raging semi in his pants at this point due to the excitement. Going commando would be make it or break it from here.

The Raven [MF] Part II (the juicy stuff)

He sucked on her lip and flicked it with his tongue. His hand continued up her skirt till it hit the hem of her panties and he worked it under. She opened her mouth to moan as his fingers delved into her wet pussy. He pushed his tongue inside and swirled it around her mouth. Her mind swam and she became acutely aware of how drunk she was. For a moment her brain regained control. He pulled away from her and stopped when he saw the look of terror on her face.

“More” She pleaded with him.

[anal] A Wholesome Hookup

It was already late. The alcohol in my blood slowly lost its effect. Not the best night-out I´ve ever had, partly because somewhere along the way I lost all my friends I came with, but the main reason was my habit of spending my cab money on drinks. This time though nobody could borrow me some since I there was nobody I knew.

I got my jacket and left the club. Luckily it was fairly warm that night, so even though it sucked walking two hours home I would survive. Still I decided to at least ask the cab company on my phone how much a drive home would cost. Too much. Maybe two blocks away? No way, still too much.

“Hey! You okay?” A brunette woman with short, styled hair stood next to me and smiled. “Where do you live? Maybe we can share?”, she asked me. I stared at her in a rather rude way. “Sorry I didn´t mean to eavesdrop on you. I just…” “No, no, no”, I interrupted her, “it just wasn´t my night to be honest. Not your fault.”

Pancakes [MF]

Ella is making pancakes, dressed in Adam’s t-shirt and a thong. He walks out of the bedroom, still just wearing his boxers, and comes to wrap his arms around her from behind, nuzzling her neck. At first, Ella thinks he’s just being sweet, but then he slowly slides his right hand up under her shirt to squeeze her tits. Adam runs his fingers down Ella’s ribcage, her stomach, and then dips them below the waistband of her thong. She closes her eyes, and her breath catches in her throat. Adam sighs into her neck and gently starts rubbing her clit with two fingers. Ella turns off the burner.Still rubbing Ella’s clit, Adam slowly kisses up her neck to her ear.

“Mmmm… I want to taste you,” he whispers.

He’s rubbing her clit harder now, and starts to slide his fingers down her slit. Ella shivers and nods, closing her eyes in anticipation.

Adam turns Ella around, away from the stove and toward him, and kisses her hard, his hand still working her pussy. She moans into his mouth, and he rubs a little harder before sliding his hand out of her panties to cup under her ass and lift her off the ground. She wraps her legs around him, and he carries her to the couch, where he sets her down on her back.

Fucked all over the beach house [MF]

I hadn’t seen my boyfriend in about a week and boy was I horny. Every day he would tease me with what he was going to do with me once he got back. I’d touch myself every day, but I was only allowed to edge per his rules.

We planned to meet at my beach house when he got back in town. My sexy strappy, black thong had been picked out the night before. I wore it under my tiny jean shorts and burgundy crop top. I didn’t wear a bra, letting my piercings show through the tight fabric. I was literally dripping in anticipation of his arrival.

As soon as he walked through the front door I crashed my lips onto his, grabbing at his body trying to pull him closer against mine. He was struggling trying to pull me into him and set his bags down at the same time. Once his bags hit the floor he picked me up and carried me to the couch, our lips not breaking their lock once.