I’m probably not the only person on here with this exact slutty confession, as we’ve all started looking for fun in different places during the pandemic, but here goes anyway.
In the last year and a half, my boyfriend had to start working remotely and when I tell you he works all day, I really mean he works all day long: from 07:30 AM at the latest until around 10-11 PM, very brutal. He’s usually in back-to-back calls due to his high-powered job, so stress and tensions run high. That’s one of the reasons our sex life is so fun, it’s one of the few ways he can blow off steam. One day, I didn’t have much to do for uni and when I’m bored, I get horny as hell. So I went to check on my man, see if he “needed something” with the hopes of him having a few minutes to fuck me raw or just fool around. Of course he didn’t, he was in a conference call with the camera on and everything. I was eagerly trying to read his body language as I was standing next to him wearing nothing but a dog collar and some stripper heels, ready to ride, but he must’ve been really focused, he didn’t even look at me.
Naturally, me trying to be a sexually aggressive seductress has its limits when someone’s career is involved, so I text him to check if what I was doing was ok. Apparently he *was* watching me out of the corner of his eye and he let me know that he had a raging hard-on, being very explicit about what he would do to me once his call was over – it involved peanut butter, a leash, a paddle and a lot of licking. After I saw that, I got so painfully turned on that I just couldn’t wait for God knows how long.
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I am His bitch
This story is from my ex, who got into beast after we broke up. I posted it with her permission. 6 months later, posting it here again as last time it didn’t get too many views.
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My dreams were interrupted by a loud bark.
I groggily rub my eyes awake and smile at the behemoth of the dog that has invaded my bed. “God damnit Brutus, go away” I laugh playfully at him. He is an Alaskan Malamute – a breed known for their loyalty, strength, and size. And in none of those categories is he found wanting. At 120 lbs he weighs more than I do, and with the top of his head resting at nearly three feet from the ground, his ears could easily tickle my nipples.
His big, loving, dopey eyes are transfixed on me and he lets out a pitiful “whump” from his big jowls. I giggle and push his head away, or rather, I attempt to. My little arm does little more than squish his skin around. I’m a little girl – not in the sense of age, but physically. I’m in my late 20s, just over 5’1”, at 110 lbs.
Chapter 33. How a sweet Sorority girl with a PhD and kids got into the Lifestyle and ultimately became a Hotwife. Fun for all and all for fun.
Checking the mail brought a particular surprise that afternoon. A small, unmarked package accompanied the usual assortment of bills and ads. I scrunched my brow as I walked inside to ask my husband whether he had made a purchase recently. He smiled and said it was a surprise for me. Taking me to the bedroom, he opened the packaging to reveal a small, remote controlled panty vibrator. I squealed in delighted surprise. We had collected a variety of fun toys over the years, but this was something completely new and different. He would be able to control the speed and intensity of the vibrator while we were out in public, and there was nothing I’d be able to do other than to give in to the sensation.
[F] Letting redditors control my bluetooth vibrator.
This happened about a year ago when I was (25F).
It was time to fly back to my hometown to visit family. I try to go back three times a year or so to check on my family and visit old friends. My boyfriend wasn’t able to take the time off work, so I was flying solo for a week. I had landed myself into a bit of a predicament.
I like to cum at least once a day. A weeklong vacation without a single orgasm was simply not possible. Without my boyfriend along for the ride, I knew that it would be up to my faithful toys to get the job done. It seems a simple solution to tuck my wand in my luggage and call it a day – so you may think.
My mother always had some issues with personal boundaries, even as I got older. She had a habit of unpacking my bags for me, and rummaging through my clothes to give me her (not requested) opinion on how I dressed. “This dress? Again? How old is this?” And then, when I would leave, she would take it upon herself to pack my luggage for me (even if it was already done!) to sneak in new clothes *she* approved.
A Wolf’s Rage Chapter 02
LEGAL DECLARATION:
This is a work of fiction written solely to entertain.
All characters in sexual situations are eighteen years or older.
The situations described in this story are for the sole purpose of entertaining the reader. Events and characters in the story are completely fictional and any resemblance to real world persons or events are purely coincidental.
ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS:
I’d like to thank my editor markf52.
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CHAPTER 01: https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/v9ytdg/a_wolfs_rage_chapter_01/
STORY:
After resting for a bit, Dani woke up and went to the bathroom to take a shower. After her, Matt also took a shower while she got dressed and then she made her way downstairs. Both Matt and Dani were shocked to see Matt’s mother, Diane, in the kitchen. Matt wondered if his mother had heard what was going on upstairs.
“Hey, Mom. I didn’t know you were back.”
Diane turned and she flashed a smile at Matt.
“Oh, yeah. I just came back. Hi, I haven’t met you before. Are you a friend of Matt’s?”
“Yes, Mrs. Robson. My name is Dani. We’re in the same class. I had some doubts in math and Matt was kind enough to tutor me.”
Vanessa and her professor Part 3 [20sF/30sM][con][oral][titty fuck][fiction][fantasy]
“So how’s everything going Vanessa?” Beau asked.
“Mmmmmm,” was her only reply as she rode up and down on his cock. He was sitting in his desk chair, pants and boxers around his ankles, shirt unbuttoned as Vanessa straddled him. It was Monday, 4 weeks since they came to their agreement. She looked around his office as she bounced up and down. He’d fucked her on pretty much every available surface. The ruler had made a reappearance a few times, mostly at her request. Same with the dildo but Beau definitely preferred to use his cock on her holes. One time she had been almost 30 minutes late. She still remembered the relief in his eyes when he opened the office door. She wasn’t brave enough to ask him why he was so relieved. Relieved she came? Relieved she hadn’t told on him? He punished her that night. She kneeled in front of him with her hands tied behind her back with his tie as she slobbered and choked on his cock for what felt like hours. But he always made her cum. Hard orgasms that left her breathless, shaking, and weak. The tie was in her closet with his jacket. She was pretty sure he had taken some of her panties.
[MF] Hubby’s Invitation
Story 9 Hubby’s Invitation
I started chatting with a husband who wanted me to meet his wife. He set up a time and told me she would be ready. The night before I chatted a bit with her which was nice since we would be meeting the next day. She had never done this before and was understandably a little nervous. The below isn’t my normal story format. It is a copy of the text messages I sent to her hubby who wanted all the details of what happened. They both read it and had wild sex play as they talked and fantasied about the encounter together.
o It started with a massage on her stomach her top off
o Before the massage she was a little nervous, but we got past that
o I gave her a good shoulder and back massage. Talking as I massaged her
o We took her bottoms off, and she had sexy Lace bottoms
o I kissed her back as I started rubbing the inside of her legs
o Then told her she could turn over
o I kissed her. Loved kissing her
Reddit Lovers Smokey Mountain Rendezvous (pt 2)
She smiles and sits beside him. He stands as she lays back in the hammock her legs spread and hanging off the edge. She grips the intertwining strands in anticipation of the pleasure to come. He kneels and softly kisses her stomach, slowly moving down her belly to her hips. He kisses the skin around her hip bone softly, pausing to give it a soft nibble. The feeling of his teeth against her hip bone sends a spark through her body making her jump. He makes his way to the well-trimmed hair above her pubic bone. He kisses this area with more force, and she feels the anticipation building as he gets closer and closer to her most sensitive areas. He moves to her inner thighs gently kissing her sensitive skin. As his warm breath flows over her soft skin, she moans slightly. He continues moving closer and closer until he reaches her swollen outer lips. She trembles as she feels his mouth brush against her. He takes his time gently kissing each lip as he feels her flinch with each tease. With the flat of his tongue, he licks over her pulsing labia barely edging past her clit.
[F20 / M40] panty fetish, anal, oral, rough play
It was a natural thing, conversing with her. Despite our differences, we had enough in common to build up our pleasant casual conversation to fun flirtations and then filthy fantasy. She told be her name was Melinda, but I could tell it was not, nor did I care. She never asked me my name and I didn’t offer it either. She was a small, petite girl. Soft, with gentle curves and small perky breasts. When we first met she was sitting alone, looking bored. I sat down beside her and made a stupid joke “If you’re as uninteresting as you look, its no wonder you’re alone”. She looked up at me shocked, but amused. She asked what on old man knew about excitement and our conversation grew from there.
Once the coals of lust had been ignited and lay smoldering, I knew it was time to roast my prey. I had no need to “drag her back to the cave” with me. Her head swimming with desire, she skipped off to her fate happily. Once inside she flopped herself down on the four-poster bed and began to strip off her clothes. I stopped her before she could remove her panties. Black lace with rose embroidery and obviously begging to soak through with her wetness.
The Neighbors [MFMF] [21-42] [Swapping] [Group] [Age Gap]
*Credit to u/temporary-thoughts for the inspiration. My messages and chat are open if people have ideas they would like me to write out!*
I pour the wine slowly into stemless glasses. Filling the vessels with dark red liquid. Generous pours. I left the sliding glass door open to our back yard porch. I could hear the soft sounds of David’s voice telling a story. Annie’s giggle. I smile.
I step outside to join the other three. Feeling the warm summer evening air on my chest. I’m wearing a low cut blouse. Showing off my ample cleavage.The sky is turning that darker blue as dusk approaches. My eyes flick up to watch a bat flit through the sky. I hand the glasses of wine to the younger couple.
They moved in next door this summer. We chatted a few times across the fence. In the driveway. But this was the first time we had them over. Annie and Kyle. As soon as I saw them I started fantasizing. Told David. He encouraged me. Whispered in my ear as he kissed my neck. Asking me what I wanted the younger man to do to me.